Christmas Eve for a Hermit and Cats in a Mountain Village

I wrote this several years ago in a previous lifetime before Social Security kicked in when I was trying to make a living playing blackjack.

Casino’s Shut Down for Christmas!

Went back down there for some more blackjack and didn’t get in more than a few hands before a pit boss announced they were shutting down the tables, the casino, and sending everyone home to spend time with their families.

Surprised me, but a worthy cause I wouldn’t have expected of them.

Fact is, all those gamblers who aren’t aware that blackjack’s a spiritual experience needed to be off somewhere else, anyway.  Which is to say, pretty much all of them except me.

So, I smiled to meself with a warm red glow that a casino would let the employees go home to be with their kinfolks instead of staying there making a lot of money for the mafia.  Swung over by Taco Bell on the way back out of Bernalillo and picked up three bean burritos and three crispy tacos to celebrate a victory for those employees over casino management.

Brung those tacos and burritos back up to the village and capped the hill looking down into Placitas…. looked as though something awful had happened here….. flashing emergency lights copcar style all down on the main road.  Sheriff with a flashlight was waving me to take a back road.  I rolled down my window, “Accident?”

“No.  Most of the roads are shut down.  People in groups in the middle of the roads singing carols.  You’ll have to take this road.  Be careful.”

Happened ‘this road’ was the very selfsame road I needed to take to trip my young arse home as fast as safety allowed to lock the front gates and turn off the outside lights before any carol singers could catch me unawares and make me listen to Christmas carols.

I don’t so much mind people singing carols.  I think it’s kind of cool, actually, especially if they were to go a step further and listen to the words they’re singing.

On the other hand, I honestly don’t want to listen to the words, the music, nuthun do do with Christmas carols.

I figure if I can go through an entire presidential term without knowing who’s president, and go through Thanksgiving to New Year without hearing a single Christmas carol (most especially ones involving Santy and reindeers), it will be okay to die.  I’ll know I’ve lived right, at least one period of my life.

Anyway readers, if you’re reading this blog you need to get your young arse off the computer and go spend some time with the family.

But if you don’t have somewhere else to be, don’t have someone else, why heck, amigos, rejoice.  Luxuriate in the beauty of being alone with yourself and any cats you might have.

If you don’t have any cats, nor any particular self you can bring yourself to rejoice about, heck.  As Sonny and Cher used to say back when everything was supposed to be pretty well straightened out by now,

You got me, babe.

Old Jules

20 responses to “Christmas Eve for a Hermit and Cats in a Mountain Village

  1. You have some great lines here. Especially love the last one. From the Hermitess to the Hermit, Merry Christmas, Jules. It’ll be just Buddy and me this evening, tomorrow my boys, but tonight a glass of wine and a good dog works fine, maybe Listen to some Christmas carols.

  2. Merry Christmas! I think I’m off to hum a few bars of my favorite carols.

  3. You and the cats and the chickens have a very merry Christmas!

  4. Hi There Jules..CAN one make a living from Blackjack????

    • Granny1947: One would be ill-advised to try, everything else being equal. One isn’t everyone, which is a crucial distinction. Hope your world is as you wish it today. Gracias, Jules

  5. What a lovely idea. Shutting down, I mean.

    Merry whatever you like to call it to you too.

    • Hi Let’s CUT the Crap!: Thank you. And a merry whatever you like to call it reciprocated, though I try to avoid telling anyone what kind of day to have. But if you want a merry one I hope it on you. Gracias, Jules

  6. merry christmas to you and yours (~_~)

  7. Jules, Thank you for the “Christmas Can Can” that was cute. I really enjoyed the lights with the music, too. I had not heard or seen either. May your day exceed your dreams in wonderfulness. Even though my family won’t be here I expect to have a wonderful day with friends. Mary

    • Mary: Glad you enjoyed the Can Can. Mine’s going to be a winner, I’m figuring, because that’s just how my days are. Hope yours is as good as me and the cats and chickens wish on you. Gracias, Jules

  8. I got a kick out of your story. Took me back to when I was in grade school and we went caroling with our music teacher. When we got to a lady’s house she immediately gave us a dollar (back when a dollar was worth a lot) and asked us not to sing because it upset her dogs!! jajajajajaja

    • Morning MsBelinda: I’d expect the dogs did some caroling of their own on occasion. I recall having neighboring dogs I’d gladly have paid a buck at 2am if they’d quit caroling almost any time of the year. Nice anecdote. Thanks for the visit. Jules

  9. Your story reminded me of the years I spent Christmas alone. We don’t celebrate “Christ”mas so much as we do a winter holiday. I’m a non-believer but I like to cook and decorate so people will visit and eat.

    Feeling lucky to have found your blog. It is so cool to make a discovery that is free!

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