Good ol' Boxing Day, as the Brits' call it. A day in which the servants were rewarded with a day off, after having tended to their masters' family the whole day. Today, most of us find ourselves recovering from indigestion, a sugar hangover, too much drinking or all of the above. Originally, this was the Feast of St. Stephen, the first martyr, which dates back to the fourth and fifth century, with many still leaving offerings at their churches for the less fortunate. But, for most Americans it is a mad rush to the mall to exchange Christmas gifts like that too small sweater or that tie or scarf you have no use for.
For me, it is a day to relax and enjoy the morning quiet in the house. I have no urge to go anywhere. How is everyone else getting along on this fine day?
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