…this Christmas Eve?
Me and the Colombiana?
We’re going out to eat at a little family owned restaurant near the Doberman Dan compound.
They stay open Christmas Eve for folks like us who have no kids and no family that live nearby.
So we don’t have to cook, clean dishes or put up with leftover turkey for 9 months.
Anyhoo… whatever you do, I hope it’s done with people you love.
Yeah, I know. Family can be a pain in the ass.
Especially that intolerable brother in law of yours who always spouts off about how all your political beliefs are wrong.
Let it go in one ear and out the other.
Don’t try to change him. It’ll just piss him off and probably ruin everybody’s holiday.
And he’ll never change anyway.
Instead, just love him.
After all, love isn’t an emotion.
Love is a decision.
And yes, if you decide to, you can even love your obnoxious brother in law.
I call it “love in action.” (With a tip of the hat to a brilliant composer, Todd Rundgren.)
One last tip.
A pragmatic and practical one:
Jack Daniels can help make asshole relatives more tolerable.
Temporarily.
So have a drink on me.
Or two.
Merry Christmas.
All the best,
Doberman Dan
P.S. When I was a little kid, on Christmas Eve my family always went to the candlelight service at United Methodist Church in front of Lake Anna in Barberton, Ohio.
They would turn out all the lights and the pastor would light his candle. Then use the candle to light someone else’s candle… who would do the same.
And so on.
When all the candles were lit in the congregation the entire church was lit up.
Symbolic stuff, ya know.
I didn’t really get it. I just thought it was cool my mom let me have a lighted candle so I could play with the melted wax.
I get it now.
And I’ve dedicated my life to being a candle lighter.
‘Cuz I’ve seen that when I light just one candle…
…if I’ve chosen the right person…
…it can bring light to hundreds…
…thousands…
…and maybe… just maybe… before we’re done…
…even MILLIONS.
Click here for more details about my candle lighting mission.
Pax vobiscum.
