Well, we made it through Christmas although, this year was waaaaay better than last year, way better having Charlie by my side. The weekend leading up to Christmas Charlie and I ran around doing errands, grocery shopping and finishing up odds and ends. Sunday we went to church and later to an afternoon party. This crazy friend of mine has a party every year. (Seriously I call her crazy-MaryJ) Normally, it’s a fun, kooky kind of party. She has food, there’s a lot of funky people there and later she orchestrates a play in the back yard. This year’s theme was “bring the dogs” since she’d just rescued a pit bull, Clementine. So, Charlie and I wrapped green scarves around the dogs and took them. We had also brought some homemade cookies for Clem.
We pulled up at the house, “You sure this is it? There’s only two cars.”
“Yep, this is it.”
We walked up and immediately were snarled at by a boxer on the front porch. “Oh, sorry, he’s a bit -“ lady trying to hold back her dog from coming through the screen at us.
“That’s ok, we’ll just keep our dogs on leashes” and away – far away from your snarling animal I wanted to say
Finally, the lady took the dog home after he lunged at Bailey and almost took a hunk out of her neck. Honestly, why do people bring mean dogs to a party? After she left one of the [few] guest said, “I’m glad he’s gone – he bit me right when I got here.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yes, he bit me right here on the leg.”
Just then, hippy dippy walks up. I groaned inwardly. “Hi, nice to see you again.” I lied as I hugged her. “You remember Charlie?”
“Oh, yes – at jazz. You were all snugged up.” she said putting her hands together.
“Well, we’re still ‘snugged up” Charlie replied a tinge sarcastically and I almost spit my beer out laughing. “Hon, can I fill your beer?”
Crazy MaryJ kept saying “I need to get some music on out here.” we were standing in the back yard.
“She’s said that three times.”
“I know, I think she’s high.”
I walked over to MaryJ and helped her with this sign that she was creating for the play. I still hadn’t decided whether or not we would stay for the play and it wasn’t looking good.
“So, what’s been keeping you busy these days?”
“Oh, I’m going through a major life change. MAJOR.”
I’ve known MJ for years and every year this time she says that. (maybe even every time I see her) There was the year at her party that she was dating a man that we were all mystified over – mainly because he was gayer than her. The years she dated this really gnarly woman who we all thought was a drug dealer. Who had just clumped up the steps of the deck and grabbed a handful of crackers just then.
“I mean, it’s been all I can do to keep it together.”
Not wanting to get into a major therapy session just then I said, “Oh, I’m sorry. But you have a new dog.” nodding to her sweet little pit playing with Sadie. Sadie would run one way around a shrub and the pit the other. It was like they were playing peekaboo.
“Oh, it’s been major work having her. It’s been hell, actually.”
I was surprised because her dog seemed so nice, calm, easy going – more so than Sadie ever was and she’d never been ‘hell’. I shrugged and tried to back away slowly. Thankfully, Charlie took my hand and I turned my attention to her – who had been backed into a corner by hippy dippy talking about art, how she’s been sick the past month and has resorted to naturalistic healing. I was getting tired of the inner eye roll.
“Let’s get out of here.” I whispered to Charlie.
“How? It would look weird if we left.”
“No it won’t – we’ll just say we have another engagement to go to.”
Which, we did. We took off with the dogs and just as we were walking out I noticed that Sadie’s ear had busted open again and was bleeding. Great. More bandages and duck tape.
Christmas Eve we had breakfast, took the dogs on walks and then went over to Ellen’s for dinner that night.That day we exchanged our gifts. I got a locking gas cap for my Triumph and a Green Bay hitch cover for my truck. She got Jason Aldean concert tickets and misc other things.
Christmas day we woke up, made coffee, took the dogs on the long walk loop and then ate quiche. We had cabin fever and went to return some movies and over to Opie’s house to drop off some dog cookies we baked that day.Most of the dog cookies were a hit save for a few
anon nying people who became M.I.A. during the holidays. I felt bad that we didn’t make any for Opie’s dogs so yesterday we baked some and ran them over to her.
She has a dog that is paralyzed from the waist down and two other dogs. We sat there for awhile, drank wine and talked. It was nice to get out of the house for awhile. Then, later I was ready to go home and make dinner.
Charlie and I have been cooking a lot over the holiday. Monday we baked four quiches to throw in the freezer for when her family comes the weekend before New Years. (which, thinking about this now we aren’t half as prepared as I originally thought) Yesterday, we baked an extra quiche that we’d made, dog cookies and that night we made an eggplant dish that we kind of whipped up on the fly. It turned out to be really good!
So, on to New Years Eve which we’ll be hosting a party at the house. We have no idea who will be coming, how many will show etc. Guess those evites are only good for seeing who else is invited to the party. Either way it will be fun! I have several growlers that I’m filling up for the party and we’re going to have food as well. I only hope the weather is good as it’s been raining here the past couple of days – although, not complaining since I know several are in the midst of a blizzard right now.