Well, the holiday has passed us by and I think we did a pretty good job of it. I’ve updated the Flickr account with all the necessary photographic evidence, and probably some that was unnecessary.
There was a perfectly fried turkey, my first experience with that method of cooking; and vegetarian lasagne for that side of the troupe. Spiral cut ham and squash casserole, mashed potatoes and plenty of stuffing, beer and wine and Maker’s Mark for the after-dinner conversation. I saw almost the whole crew from Evolve and made some new friends, from Arlington Heights to Poland and a few steps in between.
As usual, most of the actual party conversation has fled with the coming of dawn; but I remember talking about prison and sickness, about health and hope. I remember discussing families and friends and all the wonderful ways those two can intersect one another. I remember talking about plans and dreams and regrets and challenges, about great moments in history and Guitar Hero strategies.
Mostly, though, I remember the fun that I had, the warmth of a friend’s hearth and home on a chilly night and a short ride back to my own comfortable bed. This is the way I’d like to see the holidays: close at hand and light of heart.
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