Holiday letter, first draft.

Dear friends and family,

We find it difficult to get into the traditional festive mood this year, given the outcome of the election. Kathy wrote a first draft of a Christmas letter, but it was far too bitter and full of rage to be publicized, so instead y’all are getting a somewhat abbreviated version of our usual holiday novel.

In bullet form:

  • Against her will, Kathy ran for county board again and lost. Enough of that, she declared, this time for good. (Let it be noted that this loss was not what has inspired her recent mood of bitterness and rage.)
  • Smokey found a really good hired helper in Dale, a local man who has been tremendously useful in year-end yard work, car repairs, car dismantlement, and car disposal. We look forward to his help in the coming year.
  • Andrew is looking forward to finishing his family medicine residency next June. He is planning to work for the Indian Health Service next, tentatively on the Zuni reservation in New Mexico.
  • You can guess what this means for us… road trip!
  • Matthew has accepted a job offer with a sister company in Amsterdam, tentative start date late 2017 or 2018.
  • Kathy was rather teary one afternoon about her son moving so far away until four words popped into her head: Tulip time in Holland!
  • Yes, more opportunity for fun travel!
  • Kathy is looking to cut back on her volunteer activities in 2018. Book group, friends of the library board, humane society board, local Dems steering committee and much other political work, plus rides for the disabled have all combined to cut into her knitting time a bit too much.
  • Smokey is planning to have his knees done in 2017. Let’s all hope it goes better this time than the last time when his heart stopped for eight minutes.
  • Beloved pet Lucy made that last trip to the vet in late May. She was 14 and had had a good life. We will miss her.
  • Ten days later Milady, a joyfully friendly rescue English shepherd, joined our family.

Let’s hope we are all still around next year. Our country has survived a lot, but never with a thin-skinned narcissist with his finger on the nuclear button.

Best to all,
Kathy and Smokey

Believe it or not, this was the mild version of the holiday letter that I wrote in my head. That one started out, All you people who voted for Trump, I hope you are happy now, and went downhill from there. Smokey laughed over the version above and promised to edit it and make it a bit more festive. I told him I wanted some of the bitterness to remain.

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7 Responses to Holiday letter, first draft.

  1. Kym says:

    All things considered, your letter is upbeat and forward-thinking! (And . . . tulip time in Holland. . . ) XO

  2. Kat with a K says:

    Let’s focus on Tulip Time in Holland! Trust me when I tell you it is more stunning than you can imagine!!

    Everyday I hear something new and more horrifying than the day before – so perhaps this trip to view the Tulips in Holland should include house hunting in an open-minded place (like Holland!!) You could look for all of us, just sayin’!

  3. Mary Beth Halvorson says:

    Holland, New Mexico, looks like a lot to look forward to. Have a very Blessed Christmas!

  4. gayle says:

    All the hugs from a fellow bitter-ist. (Yes, spellcheck, that is too a word. It is now, anyway.)
    Hold onto those tulips.

  5. pocodemchair says:

    Harrumphy Christmas to you and yours.

  6. Jocelyn says:

    Smokey tempered your tone without losing its edge.

    So: may your 2017 be full of knitting and travel and a world that surprises you with its okayness.

  7. Carole says:

    I’d definitely focus on that tulip bit but I hear you on the rage and bitterness.

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