Because several of the past entries were written weeks after the actual days, I forgot about some.
In no particular order:
Alex made a wreath and brought it to our house when they came for their extended visit. It is lovely and still delights me with its scent when I pass my front door on sunny days.
I had my first house dream in a very long time. Once again, we’d moved from our home into a house with many rooms, some hidden. The previous owners had left many of their belongings and I was delighted that I had a chance to visit each room and see what was left behind. I was disappointed when I awoke.
Our neighbors brought us some delightfully delicious mincemeat cookies delightfully wrapped in red cellophane.
Delightfully, Andrew and Alex suggested they stay with us for several days through Christmas Day. They live 30 minutes away, so could come once or twice and then on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day instead. This is so wonderfully sweet of them.
I’ve decided to make a vegetarian paella on Christmas Day along with tapas. Alex is going to make a Spanish dessert.
A few years ago we began a tradition of eating Ethiopian food on Christmas eve, so we’ll continue that this year and order takeout from our favorite local Ethiopian restaurant, CherCher in Bethesda.
We all really enjoy Indian food, especially from Kadhai in Bethesda, so we are planning on getting takeout from them one day next week.
Looking at the range of foods already decided, we have decided to have a meal from a different continent each day. The three remaining continents, Oceania, North America and South America will be represented by food from New Zealand, the United States and probably Peru.
I had a delightful email conversation with our Linda/Mali about some New Zealand recipes tonight.
This morning I decided that today was the day I went to Costco. No more procrastinating.
I don’t know if it was that resolution or the fact that the sun was shining brightly when I brought in my Hungry Harvest delivery, but as I picked up my HH box I surprised myself by singing “It’s a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood.” Aloud. In my pajamas. Embarrassing, but delightful.
The trip to Costco, while not delightful, was not dreadful.
Also, it was an awesome hair day.
Dinner was also delightful. I’d planned on making dill pickle soup, but instead made spaghetti and meatballs, a fantastic salad and a bread platter with prosciutto, anchovies, capers and Stracchino cheese.
Bookgroup (via Zoom) was delightful as well.
Oh, and Dean received a prestigious award from work.
Not too far from me — walking distance — is a delightful pocket-sized wetland that I rarely walk to. Because I am lazy. Alex had never been, so we walked there today. I remembered my camera! We were surprised and dismayed to see the cherry trees blooming, but Alex looked them up and apparently they often take advantage of warm fall weather to bloom a second time. That does not reduce their likelihood of blooming again in the spring.
I’m planning on walking there once a week starting in January just to see the changes each week. Alex suggested I read Braiding Sweetgrass. We’ll see if I actually venture out on a semi-long walk in January. It might be delightful. It might not be.
When Andrew and Alex left, Andrew wanted to take a photo on the front porch so we did.