Happy Boxing Day! It is the Feast of Stephen today, so I think we have no choice but to have “Good King Wenceslas” by John Mason Neale for the song of the day. Here you will find not only the lyrics, but also numerous reviews and/or scholarly writings about the song, information on Wenceslas, and so forth.christmas 033

The one bad thing about working at home is that, on a day when your house is filled with mess (a small sample to your right; my entire house looks like this right now), you cannot escape to a clean office and indulge in a fantasy of elves coming in while you’re gone and cleaning up.

You have to go ahead and work while surrounded by mess.

I have a long, long to-do list today, but I believe that I will find time, once the morning essentials are completed, to dig the house out a bit, at least the part in the immediate vicinity of my desk. That includes the kitchen and the living room, thanks to an amazing bit of poor planning.

So, yes, we had a lovely Christmas Day. We had lots of presents and good food, we enjoyed visiting my parents, #2 daughter got safely back to the Midwest, and we relaxed in the evening and did nothing but play with our new toys and eat rich food.

The other song for today is “St. Stephen’s Day Murders” by Elvis Costello and Paddy Moloney. You can hear a bit of this song from the Chieftains here. Not that this song describes my experience.

The menfolks are all still on vacation today. They are all asnooze in their beds at the moment, while the females of the family are up and getting ready for work. Until they actually get up (at which point they will shout for me to make their breakfasts) I will indulge in that fantasy about their getting up, preparing a healthy meal, and tidying the house. They’ll scrub the kitchen and plan something for dinner. After that, they will say, “Listen, I know you have to work, so we’ll just take the dogs out for a nice long walk and then spend the rest of the day repairing all the cars. We’ve made you a pot of tea, though. Here’s a nice hot cup.” Then they’ll leave quietly.