1. Our Christmas tree.
2. Nancy made hot chocolate and we decorated it listening to Christmas carols.
3. I was trying to think of the name of the Gene Autry carol I like so much and then it came on the radio just then:  “Hear Comes Santa Claus”. Totally like a sign.  Of what, I don’t know, but the timing was uncanny.
4. I got to speak at Potpourri tonight.  The topic was pp 186-189 and I focused on the part about helping people not to stay sober but because it brought happiness into our lives.  I talked in detail about the grandiosity I used to have and how I didn’t know what meaning there was in the small actions; how simply showing up to a meeting might be the most meaningful thing I do in any given day.
5. The hamburger I had tonight at Jackson Hole.

Many thanks,

Me