Spotty Logic (spottylogic) wrote,
Spotty Logic
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Burble.

Very nice weather outside, a warm 60 or so.

Christmas has been survived. Mom brought Grandma over, who doddled around making strange vague mumbling noises. It's been a rough year for her, just not a lot left :(

Told Mom that I would go to Christmas Eve service with her, *if* it was at my church. This worked, and the service was a good UU message ("the birth of the sacred can happen within us all," with a Jungian review of the characters in the Nativity story as internal psychological forces. Unfortunately, the UU hymnal is rampant with hymn-fuckery--while I appreciate the desire to retain some of the "Great Hymns of the Church" in a more PC fashion, it's particuarly jarring when they change the words of Christmas carols. So kind of a mixed service for high church mom, but she seemed to enjoy it.

Christmas breakfast and the opening of presents...LOTS of DVDs changed hands! My biggest gift-purchase was the moonstone-encrusted "Tales of Beedle the Bard" for mom. It was a good fairy-princess present and she reacted appropriately, but I don't think I would have done that had I realized my job would evaporate. Le sigh. But it's really pretty!

Breakfast and presents stretched on until 2:00 or so, when we ran home (it was kind of abrupt, "sorry to get presents and run," but there was a lot of cleanup and cooking still to do.) I made some sweet potato balls with pecan-praline sauce (a little too much orange, but otherwise, quite tasty and oh-so-sweet!), grilled a turkey which came out PERFECTLY, even the drumsticks stayed on when I flipped it into its final carving pan, and put together some pumpkin creme brulee for afters. Dinner was very nice, everything was just about perfect, and cosey--just mom, sister, Whines and me.

Altogether, nearly perfect Christmas, probably as close to perfect as is achievable with alzhiemers, rampant unemployment, a low-lying cloud of household drama in our den, and a family who can't schedule to save their lives. So, a very, very good Christmas. I think the next few weeks are going to be a little off-balance, so I'm glad for a happy island, and leftover grilled turkey.
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