M and her family celebrate
Yule on
Winter Solstice, the shortest day of the year and, in some cultures the middle of winter, usually the 21 or 22 of December. I arrived at M's in SLC on 20 December and Winter Solstice was on Sunday, Dec. 21st this year. We got up early to open the gifts "Santa" had left. V (2.5 yrs) was entranced by her new red
Classic Radio Flier dual-deck tricycle. (Wow! So many different kinds of trykes made by Radio Flyer.) It's been the hit of the season. Santa also brought her a couple of new dresses and "long socks" (tights) to match, a
Lego DUPLO set, a child-size guitar to match Daddy S's, and assorted other little goodies. I had three books and the
Disney Tinker Bell video for V. For ER I had a bottle warmer that Daddy S also liked. (Although he is still breastfed full time, when M goes to work, S feeds him breast milk that has been pumped, saved, and needs warming.) S got a Gorilla Pod tripod for his camera. I ordered it and didn't realize they came in different sizes. This one was the short one. Maybe the birthday faerie (Jan 9) will find one of the bigger ones for him. For M I got a classic
Parcheesi game.
Earlier I had received at home in MO a
HUGE cooler on wheels to add to my camping gear. Here I got a battery operated
tent fan, something small to open and easy to pack and carry home on the plane.
M used to have three cats, Beansie, Ladie Bird (Bird for short), and Sassie. This fall Sassie disappeared and has not been seen since. M has asked around the neighborhood, but no one has seen her. What's amazing is that now the other two cats, Beansie and Bird, are much more friendly. They come out whenever and pay no attention to the dog. I could go for a whole week's visit and never see Bird, but this time I have seen bird several times already. Beansie comes out all the time, sits in laps, and asks to be petted. M thinks Sassie may have been bullying the others so they wouldn't come out from hiding.
So, Sunday afternoon M had a Yule party. It was a pot luck dinner after the Broncos football game that really made S angry. (Broncos lost when they really should have played better and won.) M made a ham and a turkey. I made mulled cider with brandy in it. Put it in a crock pot and let it sit all afternoon on low. Folks raved about it and there was none left at the end of the night. We had quite a feast: mashed potatoes, ham, turkey, cookies, pies, salad, macaroni salad, and more. Pot luck is always so much fun when you have lots of folks brining lots of food.
There were also lots of drinks. Plenty of beer and so much pop that some who brought 2-liter bottles took them home again. The beer was amazing: the later it got, the more beer consumed, the louder they got. There were stories about incidents with vicious dogs, and more. Got to be a contest of my-dog-bite-story-is-bigger-and-badder-than-yours. I've never heard so much one-ups-man/woman-ships in quite some time. Amazing what alcohol does to tongues.
Today is Christmas eve and we'll be going to S's dad's house for more feasting. He loves to cook and was planning quite a spread when he was at M's on Sunday. His current live-in woman was planning on making an assortment of candies. She loves to make deserts, my favorite thing and where I think all meals should begin. Yummy!