So last night around 11:00 p.m. after sharing a spectacular dinner of raw oysters, grilled oysters, beer battered cod, grilled salmon and crab bisque (a seafood extravaganza!! There was some rice and creamed spinach, too, because you have to have balance) with some dear friends, I was sitting on my couch surrounded by said friends. And we were all appreciating that it was rather late, and I suddenly had four very clear realizations:
1. No gifts will be wrapped tonight. I wrap like a monkey on the best of days, and this wasn’t even that.
2. There will not be a timely final ’12 Days of Christmas’ blog post.
3. I have wonderful friends.
4. I am drunk as hell.
So there you have it.
And Merry Christmas.
Enjoy your twelve drummers drumming. With any luck, they’re those monkey cymbal toy drummers and you can throw them in the garage and drive over them with your car when you’ve had enough. And if they’re not – like if they’re real drummers – might I suggest Rohypnol in some eggnog?
Otherwise, I am freaking tired from all this blogging, so enjoy some holiday photos while you wait. Before you know it, I’ll be back to discuss New Year’s Eve and all kinds of grandiose plans for 2010. Let’s muse about what could be…
Until then, Merry Christmas!!! Happy Hanukkah!!! Happy Kwanzaa!!!
Joy to the World!