My house is full of left overs. That’s the way it should be. One of my favorite things about the holidays is the food. While we occasionally make a turkey breast during the year, we only make a full on turkey at Thanksgiving. For Christmas this year we had a New York roast and a ham. (I love ham sandwiches.) In addition, we have an amazing spinach casserole made by one of our guests, steamed carrots and green beans (plain and with a balsamic glaze) white chocolate cheesecake, apple pie, and butterscotch chip cookies. The world is a happy place.
Posts Tagged ‘christmas’
Merry Christmas
25
Dec
Was your household up early this morning, with kids running circles around the tree, excited by what Santa had brought them? Is your house filled with friends and family and a big dinner? Is it just another day? I’m curious.
There aren’t kids in our lives. We sleep late- not too late, though, because friends come over for Christmas dinner, around 2pm. We’ll open the presents sent by my family, and empty the stockings. (Nothing in the stockings will be a surprise for me because I’m the one who stuffs them.)
It will be relaxing, and it will be good.
Giving Gifts
26
Dec
You know the old saying, its better to give than to receive? As a kid, I didn’t buy it. I loved getting presents. There was nothing better. As an adult, though, I love to give much more than I like to receive. In fact, I have a really hard time waiting to give people gifts. If I’ve found the perfect item, I want them to have it, now. Seeing the look of surprise and joy on the other person’s face is the best gift.
Of course, there is also anxiety. What if they don’t like it? But its mild anxiety.
Christmas Morning
25
Dec
On Christmas morning, my brother and I weren’t allowed out of our rooms until 7am. For years, my brother would come down the hall and get me. Together we would go into the living room to see what goodies Santa had brought. It was always a cornucopia of wonderful items, which we would then, one by one, rush back to our parents to show them- hence the 7am rule.
When we were older, I would wake my brother, but we still always went out together. It was what I missed the most the first year we didn’t spend Christmas together.