First, a poem.
A reading from the book of exile
there are some things too meaningful for talking
and even feeling leaves us full of grief
at all we touch and need and
can never speak of
we are living lives that we can’t state the name of
we are loving things that
we can never bear
we attempt belief in things that we can not explain
and we rest uneasy in this
and we rest with tension so
(by Padraig O’ Tuama)
I have had a very full week. I took Tuesday off, made 3 loaves of babka and prepped 4 linzertortes and made about 4 dozen rugelach. I cleaned most of the house, and wrapped presents. On Wednesday, I went to Jeff and Tammy’s and was happy to see that family (especially Bill who I hadn’t seen in quite a long time). After, I picked up Stephen and we went to Knoxville to see the Reeves. Christmas Day was very typical – stockings, then breakfast, then presents, then naps and general lethargy, then Aunt Carol and Uncle Walter’s for dinner and more presents. We headed back to Nashville and got back before midnight, because I had to work on Friday. We were able to leave work early though – around 3pm – and I then rushed to Stephen’s and we left for Chattanooga pretty much immediately.
We got to Stephen’s Mom’s house a bit late because of post-Christmas traffic, but we were still in time for dinner and to see Stephen’s nieces before they got too tired (and grumpy). Dinner was steak, gravy, sweet potato casserole (a la Aunt Carol), mashed potatoes, roasted root veggies, cranberry salad (served with mayonnaise which was surprisingly not bad at all)….and I think I’m forgetting something. Brussels sprouts maybe? Hm. Anyway – after dinner there were more presents, and then soon after was bed – which was very welcome.
Stephen has been sick for about a week and the medicine his PCP prescribed before Christmas wasn’t really helping. So we went to a CVS clinic on Saturday morning and he was prescribed an antibiotic, an inhaler, and some cough medicine – maybe one other thing too. That used up most of the morning, and when we got back to his Mom’s we both took naps. Later in the day we played Dutch Blitz with his mom and his sister (it was actually kinda fun, even if I came in 3rd…), and had leftovers for dinner. Made that Kahlua-brie bake again, and I made the fourth linzertorte of the season, and we sat around playing Carcassonne. I was exhausted by this time and didn’t do a very good job of being social at all. But.
Sunday was also low-key; we had bagels and lox for breakfast (er, everyone else had lox – I had bagel and cream cheese and veggies), and Stephen and I went out to a coffee shop for an hour or two. I’ve started Cold Mountain finally, and am very much enjoying it so far. It’s making me want to find a secluded field somewhere and read for hours. Or even a sparsely-crowded coffee shop with overstuffed chairs would do.
Actually I think the real problem here is that I’m just over-peopled right now. By a long shot. I had a tiny breakdown on Saturday evening because of several little factors that added up to too much stress. I’m such a homebody sometimes.
Overall though, I had a good Christmas. I was glad to see my family and I think they mostly all liked my gifts to them. I was glad to see Stephen’s family, and glad that he wanted me to go with him and also that they seem to like me. I was glad to see the Ralston/Rogers/Kings too. Now I’m going to be glad to sit at home and avoid socializing at least until NYE.
I would put up some pictures…..but I’ve somehow reached 75% of my data limit and don’t want to risk going over this month. So! Maybe this entry is interesting enough without pictures?