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December 2002
1Winding Down // Ms. Fix-it
2Winter Wonderland
3Tuesday Tidbits and Soupsicles
4Care Bears and Christmas Preparations
5Holiday Favorites Survey
6i treasure every gifty // Sending Christmas Cards
7Sunshiny Saturday // Oh Doe...Dot a code id by doze....
8Restless Night
9(S)ick with the annual "itis"
10Forget "Chicken Soup"....
11Don't bother me, i'm taking a sick day
12A Thank You Note (and a reply)
13Friday Night Fluff
14Dreams are not enough
15 Drizzly, Dark, and Dreary
16The Baking Elf Arrives
17Quote Du Jour // Quiet Day, Quiet Night, Quiet Feeling
18Peaceful Solitude // Christmas Gift Dilemma
19Quote Du Jour // Merrily i roll along......
20Screw the Balls...and other Christmas Traditions // New Journalist
21Solstice
22Baccala and Christmas Themes // Just a big kid
23Quote Du Jour // What do you do with a Drunken Aussie?
24Last night's email correspondence // Quote Du Jour Holiday Wishes // One More Sleep Till Christmas
25A Very White Christmas
26Old Friends and other stuff
27Nothing much
28A Garbo Night
29Best of Both Worlds // The MochaMobile
30Christmas Came Again
31New Year's Eve Traditions New and Old


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Last night's email correspondence // Quote Du Jour Holiday Wishes // One More Sleep Till Christmas
December 24, 2002

Dear Popsie -
I am a little worried about Mommy. She acted very strangely a little while ago. She heard noise coming from outside, and she ran to the front door, and ran OUTSIDE, in her BARE FEET!!......She was waving and yelling MERRY CHRISTMAS, SANTA!! The front door doesn't close all the way because of the cord to the outside lights, so I went out on the stoop too, to see what Mommy was so excited about.

She made me go back inside, but not before I saw this big truck with colored lights all over it. Mommy was still waving and jumping up and down. She said seeing Santa on the firetruck reminds her of when she was little, and it always makes her happy.

Is that what people do when they see Santa?? I saw him once, and had my picture taken, but I didn't really like it much.

Love,
Barsky

~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~


YES, Barsky, there really is a Santa Claus!! And your Mommy hasn't stopped believing in him.....She acted just as strangely when she was a little girl....
Ma and I had the same reactions when the Syosset fire truck came past on Sunday, although most of us don't run outdoors as Shoeless Joe.....Bear with your Mommy.....She's in the Christmas zone!!

Love,
Popsie




Holiday Wishes

Best wishes to one and all from yours truly for a Blessed Yule, a Merry Christmas, and a year full of peace and plenty. Or in the words of Charles Dickens:

Many merry Christmases, friendships, great accumulation of cheerful recollections, affection on earth, and Heaven at last for all of us.




One More Sleep Till Christmas

i had promised H Belgian waffles for breakfast this morning, as we were both off work. We haven't both been home on Christmas Eve day in quite a while. So, we ate our waffles, and watched The Price is Right.

Early in the afternoon, my Uncle came by so i could give him some of the cookies. He said he had some of Grandma's old ornaments to give me, but he'd forgotten them, and would try to bring them over tomorrow. Of course, tomorrow we're supposed to get 5-10" of snow....and this after the weather forecasters had (only this past weekend), questioned whether we'd even have a White Christmas this year. Bah Humbug on them, i say!!

H and i did something unusual for Christmas....we went to the movies. We made the 4pm showing of "The Two Towers". All i can say is "Incredible". Blew me away even more so than the first movie did. Just incredible.

And a little chilling....it was frighteningly timely. At the big battle, the beleagured king observes: "How can man stand against such relentless hate?" It's a question as much for our time, it would seem, as for Middle Earth's.

We got home after 7pm, and i made our traditional shrimp scampi, wild rice, and steamed broccoli dinner.

The shirt i ordered for L arrived today. i was surprised, as i never got email letting me know it had shipped. But i'm glad it arrived. i was proud of L, too.... he didn't open it!! There have been times when i've sent him something, and either he didn't realize it was from me, or he simply couldn't wait, and went ahead and opened it. Then i would be disappointed, cause i didn't get to share (even long distance) in it. So, today, he waited....i told him to open it. He really likes it, which made me very very happy. Too bad it's going to be too cold there for him to wear it to Christmas dinner at his sister's tomorrow. Oh well....when i go down in the spring, he can wear it to the airport to meet. That way, i'll get to admire him in it...before tearing it off him when we get home!! Very Happy

After dinner, we watched "The Muppet Christmas Carol". Traditionally, we watch "Scrooge" on Christmas Eve, and the muppets on Christmas Day, but this year, we were more in the mood for Muppets tonight...perhaps a bit more light-hearted, after all the drama and gloom and danger of Middle Earth.

Now we'll watch the Pope officiate at Midnight Mass. Though neither of us are Catholic (though i was raised Roman Catholic), it's part of our Christmas tradition....a tradition which, strangely, my husband began....and he was raised Jewish! (go figure!) But there's something about the pageantry and solemn joy of Midnight Mass....watching it is the only "religious" thing we do for Christmas, but somehow, it marks the holiness of the holiday for me.

i have the sad aching fear that this is Barsky's final Christmas with us. And while i want it to be a Merry one, i can't shake off the feeling of sadness.

But i won't allow myself to dwell on it. i will enjoy our day tomorrow....funnel cakes, and presents, and we'll fill Barsky's stocking, too...and later, prime rib and creamed onions, and yorkshire pudding. i'll steam the Christmas pudding, and roast some chestnuts....

We'll watch it snow all day....and if we're very very lucky, it'll snow so hard, we'll all be off for Boxing Day, too!!! Smile

 
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