Dear Asshole programmers at FB: You could at least ASK if I want to do the year in review thing rather than keep shoving photos of my recently dead cat in my face.
I couldn’t agree more Catherine.
- Paul gave me and Jeff motion detector lights; the upgetting to pee is now a lot easier. Paul’s approach to Christmas gifts is to buy a bag of useful objects and let you pick which one you like – this year the theme was light, so it was headlamp, motion detector light or keychain flashlight.
- I was really resentful about ‘having’ to do Christmas dinner, and then I asked myself what it would take to be less resentful. I immediately thought “If I don’t have to buy the turkey and lug it home!” To which Paul happily agreed, and Keith lugged it over here. Resentment vanished, I went to Granville Island with Tammy for the rest of the veg and happily lugged that home.
- I made vegan squash soup – there wasn’t enough for everybody and it was damned good.
- so much good beer – pumpkin ale, winter ale, shipwreck IPA! Tammy brought some nice wine.
- The turkey was good – the meat delicious, the skin like an advertisement – but what was really amazing was the gravy. I ended up eating it cold as a side for leftover pie, and it was SO GOOD. It was pan dripping gravy. I stuck the pan drippings in a blender, added a tablespoon of cake flour and about half a cup of milk, blended the shit out of it and then nuked it for a minute. From such pedestrian beginnings came a voluptuously smooth gravy with a meaty and almost nutty flavour.
- Mike and Tammy and Paul and Katie and Keith and I sang and played afterwards, and Alex grooved along. He really really likes music, and he is most fabulously strong. He apparently likes his Christmas present, which was a stuffed T Rex. Paul introduced Tammy to Never Set the Cat on Fire, which was wonderful.
- Wine was spilled on Granny’s linen tablecloth… horrors! and it came out again the next morning with some Amaze. Tablecloth is clean, folded and ready for use.
- Earlier this week I got the lobster dinner I have been drooling for, except it was lunch, and it was with Tammy, so it was pretty much perfect.
- Although the kitchen is once again the habitation of orcs this morning, I HAD cleaned up and ran a dishwasher and got rid of the empties and straightened out the living room the next morning and returned some sanity to the proceedings.
- Today I hope to get cat litter. With two cats, more shit. It is the law.
- Autumn is a boy. He is now Buster. Jeff and I are fine with this, but not fine with not noticing earlier. He will be snipped in a week or so.
- He has been to the vet for suturing because he’s already gotten in fights. Margot was disturbed by him before, but with a cone on his head she is Miss Hissy each time he approaches.
- I am really enjoying everybody’s pics of how happy their Christmas has been. The various traditions from around the world and around the various ethnicities of my friends and flist make me happy in their variety and conviviality.
- I am sad to have missed Christmas Eve service because it was the last time a certain church member will ever provide music for us, because he is awesome, but also sick. As sad as I am about this, I made happy memories in my own home with my loves and kin.
- Keith was sober, and he was Mom’s taxi. He: ferried Tammy to and from Edmonds, drove his sister home, drove Rob to Church and drove Mike and his Dad home. As happy as I was to see Alex, Keith did a lot to make the evening perfect, and I am now considering (which I can do here, since he never reads my blog, haw haw) how I shall appropriately reward him for his service.
- A car was stolen from in front of our house at 3:30 am Christmas morning. I spoke to a Burnaby RCMP officer about it… Jeff and I were asleep at the time, or in no position to see what was happening. I thanked her for working Christmas Day and wished for her to stay safe out there.
- I made chocolate cake. I am thinking perhaps cinnamon rolls later. The turkey soup is made and in the freezer.
This concludes my report….