Dec 23 2016
Christmas Eve Eve
It’s 6:00 am. Do you know where your Suzy is?
She is sitting in bed with the cats in attendance, a cup of black coffee already drained to its silty lees sitting on the bedside table. The Christmas lights are on and the heater is doing its Sisyphean task in what Wilco calls the bible black pre-dawn.
My plans for sleeping in until it was light out on this day off were foiled not by the cats, as they usually are, but by a loud and mysterious crash. I went downstairs to investigate, and all of the things and stuff for the stocking stuffing remain on the table. The tininess of my house makes investigations like this extremely efficient, and within less than a minute it was pretty obvious that nothing was amiss, other than my being awake.
I am wondering if it wasn’t a miscreant getting into the garbage cans outside, but not enough to go out into the pouring rain and darkness to find out.
Today’s plans include making mincemeat tarts, doing as little housework as I can get away with, bringing my brother some Jack Daniel’s for the ham glaze, and a stocking stuffing party with Megan, for tomorrow we party!
We intended to have StuffFest 2016 last night, but Fate, as it so often did, had other plans.
Megan woke up in the afternoon after the third of her night shifts. She had the last appointment of the day with Dr. Sue, which always means a long wait since all the other delays of the day have snowballed into one big delay. After her appointment, Megan went to buy the last few Christmas dinner and stocking items, and got home around 8:00 pm. Within minutes of arriving home, she learned that Rob’s car had given up the ghost and that he needed a ride home from the Big Town – where she had just come from.
She alerted me that our stocking party was postponed and got back in her car to return from whence she came and then drive home again. Hopefully today will go a little smoother and the stockings will be stuffed and laid by the tree with care, ready for tomorrow.
3 Responses to “Christmas Eve Eve”
Never a dull moment around your place Suzy, mysterious noises included. Sorry to hear about Rob’s car, not a good time to go but knowing your family, it will soon be resolved. Again may I repeat myself and wish you and your loved ones Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.
Happy Christmas, Suzy. Wishing you (and the whole world, frankly) all the best in 2017.
Thank you, guys! Love to you and yours!