We had friends over for dinner last night that we've been trying to get together with for a while. They are both a lot cooler than we are, and hence harder to nail down.
They brought yummy wine and a beautiful pointsettia. For dinner, I made buttered chicken with extra butter (gluttenous! delicious!). I had promised them pumpkin crunch, but then didn't come through. My sweet friend was disappointed, but tried really hard to hide it. Neat, see?
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Since we've been back home after Thanksgiving, I've been feeling anxious about the holidays and wedding planning. I want to do all the holiday activities I enjoy, like shopping for the perfect gift and decorating the house and making cookies with my Mom's old holiday cookie press. But annoying wedding things are invading. I'm tired of re-organizing the guest list and addressing save the date cards, when what I really want to be doing is sending Christmas cards out to our friends.
I want to be moving slowly enough to remember this season, and I already feel like all the sparkle and joy are whizzing out the window onto the snow-less sidewalk.
All this to say, having a few dear friends come by to eat peppermint bark and chat about skiing was a really awesome way to spend an evening.