Went out early and choose our Christmas tree; we go to a tree farm where we get a tree, and plant a tree, drink free cider and pick up a couple of wreaths to decorate.
The tree will sit on our deck for a week and we'll put it up next week.
This weekend starts the rounds of various social events, some worthwhile some a pain in a ass, to which we are invited every year. From now until the holiday we will be attending dinners, open houses, and what one invitation describes as "a mysterious night of fellowship to celebrate the time of year with our friends of all or no faiths". It was something like that I can't remember the exact terminology.
The first of these many events occurred last night, making me wish I was once again young, carefree and could take off to Barbados for the rest of the month.
Good weekend to all.
1 comment:
And you will write about the mysterious night--your terminology was excellent
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