So . . . when we returned back to Shoreline House, Christmas was still unofficially still going for my family.
Mainly, because we had left almost all of our presents behind at home. (In a locked closet with the treadmill, actually. I was mad paranoid that someone would break into the house while we were gone.)
We also had a freezer full of holiday food that I had purchased just in case it snowed and we needed to produce a holiday feast for Dec. 25.
In other words, the carols were still playing, the chestnuts still roasting. I took William and Eleanor out to get the free paperwhite bulbs they were offered as members of the Junior Gardeners’ Club at Sky Nursery, and . . . this happened:
It’s a christmas tree hat! I’m still regretting not buying it (75% off! I should do all my holiday shopping on Dec. 30!).
It’s a Santa cookie, darnit! Not “a butt,” as my friend Shannon described it. Hey, bakers have to do SOMEthing with an upside-down heart cookie cutter!
And so, with the grand Opening of the Presents, I was able to officially declare Christmas o–
–oh, wait. And then we invited friends over for a big ham dinner on Jan. 3rd. Sheesh, the holidays will NEVER END!