You guys! It's Christmas! I'm so excited! How about you?
I know. What am I, 10 years old? What is it about Christmas that makes some of us so happy? As a kid, it was all about the presents, but as an adult, that's not at all where my glee is coming from. I haven't received a Christmas present in years and don't imagine any coming my way this year...well a gift that's not edible. That was the rule this year: all gifts must be edible.
Saying that, today was spent "Christmas shopping" at our local open air market. Barbie dolls, make-up sets and Debbie Gibson cassettes have been switched out for oysters (we're opening them ourselves. If I don't blog in a week, it's because I sliced my hand off), crab claws, shrimp, scallops, real champagne, foie gras, escargot and lots of cheese. And instead of my mother making the holiday special for me, it's now me who wants to make sure everything is just perfect for her and I couldn't be more ecstatic. If you told me at the age of 11, that I was going to sleep out of anticipation for making mom a foie gras tower on Christmas, I would have said you were out of your damn mind! Plus, I hated foie gras as a kid...
I'm (im)patiently waiting for her arrival. The apple cinnamon candles are lit, the tree is twinkling, the champagne glasses are chilling in the freezer, KJoy; Long Island's Christmas radio station is steaming (the thick New York accents brings me home), and I have my plaid ballet house slippers and red ruffled apron on. I'm ready to get this holiday started!
On a side note: I also have a little bet going on with myself that my mother will sing the Jefferson theme song and do her "Twist and Shout" dance when she sees the Christmas tree that the concierge put up in the hallway. Our building is a little bourgeois, and I promise you that she will announce that we're "movin' on up" and "getting a piece of the pie" within seconds. I love my mom.
Just dropping a little note to wish you all a very Merry Christmas. Eat and drink well, and enjoy every second with the ones you love.