Sunny, chilly weather (chilly meaning 50, not 35 degrees), a perfect California Christmas Eve. We got the last of the decorating done (lights on the big schiffelera plant on the front porch). Annie did the tree and stashed greenery around the living room, quite artfully. I didn't have to do much this year.
We have various social plans but the real holiday means no one getting up early, no shopping, no work, just music, reading and the 1000-piece jigsaw puzzle of James Dean, Marilyn Monroe, and Clark Cable (I actually typed Clark Bagel first--time for breakfast) on the dining room table now that the wrapping apparatus has been cleared. We don't have to cook Christmas dinner, we're eating with friends tomorrow. I'm making a persimmon cake though (with the most fabulous ginger-lemon whipped cream). I think I have a poem brewing. At last.
Happy Holidays!
Sunday, December 24, 2006
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And you typed Clark Cable second? I love it--Clark Gable as the Cable Guy. "Help me, Rhett, I've lost my Comcast connection and can't watch It's a Wonderful Life!" "Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn."
Happy holidays!
Maybe I should wake up before I start to blog. But the cable signal IS weak upstairs so I could try to get Clark over here. In any case Tomorrow is another day.
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