augury doggerel

Wednesday, December 25, 2002


Dinner at her parents, no inconvenient uncles or aunts, just good wishes and kissed cheeks, creepy dishes of jellied fish, old ornaments on a new tree, a few presents, walking the dog in a frosty park, and watching overwrought senior ballroom dancers (World Masters Professional Latin from Innsbruck, Austria!) on Eurosport. Then home with leftovers, and the discovery of a few more presents for the kid under our tree. This morning, watching birds find the new feeder, then the woman and kid off to ride horses in the cold while I read my presents. I'm getting used to this place. I hope you're used to where you are. Where else would we be?


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