Christmas Eve = Seventh Night of Hanukkah
Dec. 24th, 2022 09:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
calimacLast night for dinner I made basically leftover lemon-butter chicken (well, fresh chicken in leftover sauce), plus veggies, from the previous night's Hanukkah dinner with guests. And tonight I did leftover latkes and matzo ball soup (leftover soup + new matzo balls).
B. played at Mass this evening, choosing that partly so that she can sleep in Sunday morning before we head off to the big family Christmas gathering. And so since she's thus already in Christmas-day mode, I suggested we open presents tonight. That, and also so that she could play one of her presents while cleaning up after dinner, the present being Christine Lavin's Christmas album, which I bought and had autographed at a concert of hers a few months ago. It turns out to be mostly rounds (quite imaginative, some of them) and spoken word stories.
B. also got a wheeled trolley to carry her music stuff around to Mass and orchestral rehearsal (by request, and she'd told me which one she wanted), and she opened the annual household present, the wall calendar. Usually I get one with cats (big or house) or penguins, but this one earned her delight with Addams Family cartoons by Charles Addams himself. In one picture, the family are all reading appropriately weird books. Morticia has Foodless Recipes, Phase IV and Wednesday has The Comfort of Sex. Thing is peeping out from a corner. People don't know that Thing is a person, not a disembodied hand.
My presents included some useful clothing items and a Barnes & Noble gift certificate, so I am quite content.
B. played at Mass this evening, choosing that partly so that she can sleep in Sunday morning before we head off to the big family Christmas gathering. And so since she's thus already in Christmas-day mode, I suggested we open presents tonight. That, and also so that she could play one of her presents while cleaning up after dinner, the present being Christine Lavin's Christmas album, which I bought and had autographed at a concert of hers a few months ago. It turns out to be mostly rounds (quite imaginative, some of them) and spoken word stories.
B. also got a wheeled trolley to carry her music stuff around to Mass and orchestral rehearsal (by request, and she'd told me which one she wanted), and she opened the annual household present, the wall calendar. Usually I get one with cats (big or house) or penguins, but this one earned her delight with Addams Family cartoons by Charles Addams himself. In one picture, the family are all reading appropriately weird books. Morticia has Foodless Recipes, Phase IV and Wednesday has The Comfort of Sex. Thing is peeping out from a corner. People don't know that Thing is a person, not a disembodied hand.
My presents included some useful clothing items and a Barnes & Noble gift certificate, so I am quite content.
