Let me sum up...
The food, which nearly cooked itself, was good and the brand new meat thermometer worked very well. There is a story there, but the overly proud cook who resides in my psyche is still smarting too much from the Thanksgiving turkey fiasco to even discuss that much. Suffice it to say, I think the new thermometer will preclude the need for therapy. There was time enough yesterday to lolly-gag and play with Christmas presents throughout the day ( I really appreciated my new dry shampoo and the fact I didn't have to wash my hair before company came). Wine, good wine, was consumed, but not by anyone in excess (maybe this alone kept people from noticing I had not washed my hair). No feelings were hurt and no tears were shed, unless you count Leo, who cried because he was jailed for playing too roughly with a two year old. It all started over a ball. Laughter made the rounds of the rooms and I think we all had a really great time. Even the weather cooperated by depositing enough snow to make it a white Christmas, but not enough to throw a monkey wrench into holiday travels.
Was this my family holiday? Someone better pinch me to be sure I didn't sleep through Christmas!
I haven't had a great tale of woe on a holiday since Mr. Larger Than Life passed on. I don't miss the drama, but I've been trying to put my finger on what's different, and I think this is it. We had ham yesterday, which would have thrilled him up until the moment he discovered it wasn't full of nitrites, processed, smoked, covered in sugary goo or overly salty. What we did have was fresh, covered in rosemary, garlic and olive oil and went rather well with the sweet and sour cabbage, mashed potatoes and homemade applesauce. He would have hated that meal. We consumed it with gusto!
Tonight I'm finally starting that Squares on a Roll workshop at my local yarn store. I'm beyond excited, but rather realistic, too. I'm betting the weather will not play nicely and the northern end of that storm will deposit too much snow for even knitters to deal with. I live within walking distance of the shop, but I know others don't, so we'll have to see what happens. Just in case, I'm going to spend some time looking for the yarn I put away "in a safe place" for this class.