Christmasyness!
We decorated Laura's house! Laura and I have decorated her house for Christmas together every year for maybe nine years or so, and Alice and Alyssa (and sometimes other friends) have helped a lot of those times. Alice was there this time, though sick (poor Alice!), as we put all of the pretty sparklies on the tree and set up the Santas (one of Laura's parents' patients gives them a big, beautiful ceramic Santa every year, all different colors and styles), and put up the birds (they have about two dozen life-sized fake songbirds with real feathers, and we go around putting them on wreaths and stuff with wire). Then, we went to get Alyssa and went to Macado's.
At Macado's, we had our gift exchange and ate yummy sandwichy foods and also a giant sundae. And Laura bought me a drink. I told the server, "She's trying to pick me up, but it won't work. I'm just stringing her along."
Laura offered to buy me a margarita, since I had made that attempt in England to get one (my sorry, sorry attempt, with the strange, strange outcome drink), but I told her that Dad had said he didn't think I would like a margarita. Thus, we got me a lime dacquiri. My pirate senses apparently cause me to drift toward drinks with rum in them. My stomach was highly confused by my drinking of the iced citrus drink alternating with spoonfuls of chocolate ice cream and peppermint patties.
Back at Laura's house, the four of us greeted her older sister Anne, who had just gotten home. I hadn't seen her for a long time! Then, we set up the creches. Laura has four, and they are quite pretty. I decided the plural of "Jesus" (hey, this was an occasion when we needed it!) was "Jesi" (you know, like "octopi"). There were also two light-up mini-trees and some garlands.
Also, Laura's dad made bread. Mmmmm, fresh-baked bread.
Me: Really! For once, I'm not being sacriligious! I'm being metaphorical!
Alyssa: I was going to say something sarcastic, but I won't.
Me: And there was a little less sarcasm in the world, and everything was a little brighter.
Alyssa: Says the queen of sarcasm!
Me: Me? I don't know what you mean!
Tomorrow, cookies!!!
At Macado's, we had our gift exchange and ate yummy sandwichy foods and also a giant sundae. And Laura bought me a drink. I told the server, "She's trying to pick me up, but it won't work. I'm just stringing her along."
Laura offered to buy me a margarita, since I had made that attempt in England to get one (my sorry, sorry attempt, with the strange, strange outcome drink), but I told her that Dad had said he didn't think I would like a margarita. Thus, we got me a lime dacquiri. My pirate senses apparently cause me to drift toward drinks with rum in them. My stomach was highly confused by my drinking of the iced citrus drink alternating with spoonfuls of chocolate ice cream and peppermint patties.
Back at Laura's house, the four of us greeted her older sister Anne, who had just gotten home. I hadn't seen her for a long time! Then, we set up the creches. Laura has four, and they are quite pretty. I decided the plural of "Jesus" (hey, this was an occasion when we needed it!) was "Jesi" (you know, like "octopi"). There were also two light-up mini-trees and some garlands.
Also, Laura's dad made bread. Mmmmm, fresh-baked bread.
Me: Really! For once, I'm not being sacriligious! I'm being metaphorical!
Alyssa: I was going to say something sarcastic, but I won't.
Me: And there was a little less sarcasm in the world, and everything was a little brighter.
Alyssa: Says the queen of sarcasm!
Me: Me? I don't know what you mean!
Tomorrow, cookies!!!