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The Second Frig

It’s snowing, from the east. I saw a barge offshore lit up like a Christmas tree and all of a sudden it disappeared. Snow has passed 20 minutes later and there are actually plows out on the roads. Miracle of miracles! Yet my only explanation is that they want to be home for Christmas so are doing their jobs early instead of days late or not ever.

Our former mountain home had round-the-clock plowing plus shoveling. Here, there’s just salt. I have to pick up the dog (30 plus lbs.) because the salt on ice or snow kills her paws and she’s an older girl. So as of last weekend she has a coat, but as of last weekend, snow booties. I’d rather carry her than put those on.

It looks like a winter wonderland and is seventeen degrees right now. I have to check the temperatures to find out how many layers to wear in the morning and what type of boot. Some people collect designer shoes, I make sure I’ve the right winter clothing for me and my husband. Scotland story? I’ll see if I told it before.

Trifle is a Brit “pudding” that is very easy to make. I made one and assembled it in the trifle bowl and had no place to put it. It is in a secure bag inside another bag with packing peanuts et al around it. We had to temporarily place it on our balcony in 11 degree weather so it wouldn’t freeze. We gave it as a gift today.

Several other items had to go out to the “second frig” which we were used to having in the mountains. That was our garage. I always kept our lemon and berry trifle in the garage. My husband would bring it to work for his team.

All the markets are closed today and while we expect mostly a quiet day together, we do have plans for a brief visit with friends.

I ordered bone-in beef ribeye steaks that we’ll cook on the grill. Rosti potatoes, green beans and braised carrots. Just the two of us. After traveling halfway across the country on the train that would not end (we were ten hours late) to visit sixty of my husband’s relatives for Thanksgiving, we enjoy some quiet time together, just us and Zoe (the dog). No, she will not get steak.

Health and happiness throughout the new year, Dee

First Tree

As an adult, I’ve never had a Christmas tree. I always had a wreath for the front door with some favorite ornaments. We kids each got an ornament every year and they were packed up at age 18 to take off to college.

My husband of nearly 11 years and I have never had a tree. He says he is allergic. So we only needed to buy a tabletop tree, three feet high.

On it are so many memories and not even ones from childhood but for my husband and my time together. There’s Santa in a kilt from Scotland, a snowman with lasso from Texas, a tiny mouse sleeping in a walnut shell as an homage to my dear friend Mrs. H.

There are airplanes from an Oshkosh museum, our first ornaments I got for us before we were married, faded green and blue painted wooden stockings. There’s a recycled glass star from the EcoCenter in Park City. and cardboard ornaments from an event I created 20 years ago called Kids for Kids.

Of course there are cooking-related ornaments, including a reindeer carrying a tray of cookies, a whisk and others. Then there are swirly tin ornaments that catch the light and were handmade in Vermont where we spent some time with my husband’s parents.

I had the lights and ornaments and it’s beautiful. I’d send a photo but my camera is out of batteries. Perhaps tomorrow? We also have two stockings, one with an angel and the other a male Cardinal.

As my husband has already gotten his birthday and Christmas presents I gave him cards as well, one from me stating that the Internet is where Grammar Goes to Die, another from the dog saying “Feed Me Already.”

I also have coasters and a crocheted perfectly starched family of snow people from my m-i-l. And we didn’t need a wreath. I have two jingle bell wreaths. The gold and silver one is outside our front door with a few ornaments, and the red and white one is inside the front door with a few more ornaments.

There’s nothing like a “free” Christmas! We don’t buy gifts, and will need to go to a few holiday parties but this is one to celebrate. We’re here, we’re alive and both nearly well. And husband Jim isn’t allergic to the tree… yet. Neither of us can smell it yet as he’s been kind enough to give me his cold. Cheers! Dee

ps If there’s enough adult in me to obtain and decorate a tree, perhaps next year I’ll try making prime rib, roasted potatoes, lots of veg (that was what I was in charge of in past years) and Yorkshire pudding. Plus mincemeat tarts and trifle. D