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December 9th, 2007 11:50 pmLife has been busy, to say the least. Still wading through piles of application materials -- our deadline was December 1 this year; we'll see how it goes with that instead of the 15th. At home we're in the middle of the annual Hannukah/Christmas mishmash; we have our Christmas tree up and lights put on but still haven't found time for a Latke Night. Guess it will be on Tuesday, the last day of Hannukah.
Last weekend Kidlet's high school A Capella choir sang at Disneyland's Candlelight Ceremony, so I went down with my sister to see it. It was glorious and miserable all at the same time -- glorious to hear a 600-voice choir performing with the usual splendid display of lights at which the Disney franchise excels and hearing Jane Seymour read the traditional Christmas story, and miserable because the crowds being what they are, I stood for over five hours through two shows. And somehow Disneyland in the winter is always the Coldest Place on Earth instead of the Happiest... oh well, we bundled up and the occasional hot flash added to the fun.
And last night was Peter's company's holiday dinner and dance event, so I tore up the dance floor again. We were in rare form: I think we did our best swing dancing ever to String of Pearls, and I asked for That's Amore (Dean Martin, of course) and we *waltzed* -- ah, I don't believe we've waltzed for several years. It was all twirly and dizzying and lovely and I felt very in love with Peter.
And a good thing, too, because today was spent all blue and depressed and fighting *all day* over finances. Aaarrrggghhh.
Let's see, tomorrow is Kidlet's Winter Concert, latkes on Tuesday, The Nutcracker this weekend; busy, busy, busy. *Hugs* to all in the midst of the flurry, and Happy Hannukah!
Last weekend Kidlet's high school A Capella choir sang at Disneyland's Candlelight Ceremony, so I went down with my sister to see it. It was glorious and miserable all at the same time -- glorious to hear a 600-voice choir performing with the usual splendid display of lights at which the Disney franchise excels and hearing Jane Seymour read the traditional Christmas story, and miserable because the crowds being what they are, I stood for over five hours through two shows. And somehow Disneyland in the winter is always the Coldest Place on Earth instead of the Happiest... oh well, we bundled up and the occasional hot flash added to the fun
And last night was Peter's company's holiday dinner and dance event, so I tore up the dance floor again. We were in rare form: I think we did our best swing dancing ever to String of Pearls, and I asked for That's Amore (Dean Martin, of course) and we *waltzed* -- ah, I don't believe we've waltzed for several years. It was all twirly and dizzying and lovely and I felt very in love with Peter.
And a good thing, too, because today was spent all blue and depressed and fighting *all day* over finances. Aaarrrggghhh.
Let's see, tomorrow is Kidlet's Winter Concert, latkes on Tuesday, The Nutcracker this weekend; busy, busy, busy. *Hugs* to all in the midst of the flurry, and Happy Hannukah!
