Egads! but I'm tired. No, that's not a strong enough word. Exhausted? No. How about fatigued? No. Here it is: I'm absolutely freakin' brain dead and fatally worn out.Yeah. That's it.
Yesterday afternoon the kids' dad took them home with him for the rest of the week, which left us a small family of four -- Nettl, myself and my sons Joel and Micah. We'd invited a Bosnian couple over for Christmas dinner and they arrived at 7:00.
We served wine and hors d'oeuvres while we finished making a fabulous dinner of prime rib, baked potatoes baked in olive oil and kosher salt, fresh steamed green beans, Brussels Sprouts sauted in butter with pecans, shallots and rosemary, Yorkshire pudding and honey rolls. The music was Mozart's violin sonatas.
After a conversation-filled and jovial dinner we retired to the living room for a desert of Boston cream pie and coffee. Natasha (pronounced NAH-ta-sha) and Igor were the perfect guests and we intend to have them over again. He is a Music Theory professor at the university and she is a choral director there. When they left, we had another glass of wine, cleaned the kitchen, and went to bed. I awoke at 11:45am this morning to a softly falling snow.
My plan for today is just this: to channel and internet surf in my jammies, nap, stretch and yawn unashamedly. I have declared this day to be "No action verbs Boxing Day".
I hope you all had a great holiday season and that you have time to rest before New Year's Eve!
Ich habe alle deine Weihnachtsgeschichten gelesen. Danke! :-)
ReplyDeleteToday, Thursday, is the first non-holiday here. I cooked yet another meal, lunch. This afternoon I am going to just hang out around the house (oh well, apartment). Gave my kids the ATM card, sending them after-Christmas bargain hunting.
;-)
Enjoy the calm! :-)