a literary quiz of Christmas stories, courtesy of The Guardian. (you may need to register for the site, but it’s free, and The Guardian is a good read.)
it’s snowing here, just a dusting so far, but who knows what it will be by the end of the day. i think that makes for a good night (provided the roads aren’t too slippy) to go driving around looking at Christmas lights, because they look so much prettier with snow on the ground. i’ll also be observing holiday lights from here with her and her tonight (and thinking of her, who may or may not be able to make it).
eta: no cocktail hour tonight, as plans were not quite as set as i’d thought, she isn’t feeling well, and she is packing, and if we wait until after the first of the year, perhaps we can corral her to join us. 😉 plus, it’s really just too motherfuckin’ cold out, so i won’t miss running from T stop to warm building. i mean, come on. 10°. yes, it’s winter in New England, but honestly.
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