Dec. 24 Part II
My friends called and bailed for this afternoon. All that dashing around and food prep this morning for nothing.
Oh, well. Part of me is relieved – it’ll remain a small, relaxed, family-oriented Christmas.
The pork roast is in the oven, soaked with a sage/rosemary/thyme/garlic rub. The apartment smells wonderful. And we’ve dived into the devilled eggs and opened the chardonnay sent by my friend who moved to Virginia. Carols play on the CD player, the tree is on, the candles are lit, and now I can relax with my loved ones.
Hope you’re doing the same.