Happy Boxing Day!

No, it doesn't have anything to do with boxing...

My husband has been celebrating Christmas in the United States for the past 12 years, and he decided that -- apart from his family -- the only parts of the holidays he really missed were Boxing Day and all the trimmings of a good ol' English Christmas dinner. You know, turkey, stuffing, roasted potatoes and parsnips, brussel sprouts, cauliflower, leeks, Christmas pudding, mince pies, etc.

So last year we started celebrating Boxing Day, complete with all the tradition English fare and Christmas crackers.

There are lots of stories about how the tradition of Boxing Day started. For Stuart, it was the day he and his family had dinner together with other relatives. He said they usually stayed in and celebrated Christmas Day as a family and then went "a-visiting" the next day.

I personally think it's really just another excuse to eat more yummy food...but who's complaining??

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Christmas Cracker-Me-Ups:

Q: Where should a dressmaker build her house?
A: On the outskirts.

Q: How did the human cannonball lose his job?
A: He got fired.

Q: What does the word minimum mean?
A: A very small mother.

Q: What do you get if you cross a stereo with a refrigerator?
A: Cool music.

Q: What do you get if you cross a skeleton and a detective?
A: Sherlock Bones.

Q: Why didn't the skeleton go to the New Year's Eve party?
A: He had no body to go with.

And the winner....

Q: Why don't ducks tell jokes when they're flying?
A: Because they would quack up!

Happy Boxing Day!!