Personal Holiday Notes
.1. Am really starting to get into the holiday spirit (though not entirely my holiday, and it’s not even started snowing and Bruce Springsteen has yet to sing me ‘Santa Claus is Coming to Town’) and so have satiated my desires by sending out the first batch of holiday cards.
I have written the exact same thing in all of the cards and I do hope no one visits anyone and reads the others’ cards, for they will notice and I will be somewhat screwed.
If I don’t know you and you would like one such card, just e-mail me and I will oblige to the best of my ability. What’s the use of good cheer if one can not pass it around?
.2. I am starting my own tradition this year; I will be having the girls over for the first ever Holiday Dinner Party this coming Saturday evening and for which I will be preparing for days in advance. I am going all out and will be presenting the following 8 course meal to women who have been near and dear to me for an approximate decade, if not longer:
- Three different dips with some fresh and warm baguette, thinly sliced so they do not gorge themselves on this first course;
- Arugula, pear & asiago cheese salad with some kind of tangy dressing so as to ensure they do not think this McDonald’s where limp iceberg lettuce leads the way;
- Cream of red bell pepper soup, warm not chilled and very red so as to match my rouge;
- Shrimp cocktail, because shrimps are an added delight to any dinner party and you can play with them like puppets and make them walk and talk while no one is looking;
- Linguine pasta, because I love linguine pasta and this particular menu item has absolutely nothing to do with my guests;
- Lemon sorbet, which I will actually make at home and from scratch;
- Beef tenderloin, because the word ‘tenderloin’ makes me giggle; and,
- Ice cream, because I can.
Note to self: Hope I do not singe brows.
To remain in the festive spirit, I will play Ella and light tons of candles that smell like cinnamon, nutmeg, vanilla and apple.
If I do not blog post the 4th of December it is only because I have burnt my house down and likely my baby mac as well.
.3. Engelbert Humperdinck was a once terribly attractive man (but no Tamer Hagras) and so I can envision how women thought he a sexpot. Has an odd resemblance to Olivier Martinez, who for all his glory, is apparently a mere 5’1”.
Sad though that Engelbert now has a Las Vegas look about him, no doubt Elvis’ friend at one point in time.
Well, ok. Olivier Martinez isn’t really that short, but it would have been fun to think so.
.4. Another way by which I will be celebrating this holiday is by surprising my mum and taking her to the theatre (Surprise!). We will be seeing The Nutcracker Ballet on Thursday evening, and she is so excited and that makes me doubly happy.
.5. I have found a professional cellist who is also a teacher (much thanks to D, who is studying violin) and have sent him an e-mail, requesting information as to whether or not he has room available for a new student come the new year.
Note to self: Am on my way to becoming a world-famous cellist in brilliant sparkly heels, whom Tamer Hagras will not be able to resist.
I have written the exact same thing in all of the cards and I do hope no one visits anyone and reads the others’ cards, for they will notice and I will be somewhat screwed.
If I don’t know you and you would like one such card, just e-mail me and I will oblige to the best of my ability. What’s the use of good cheer if one can not pass it around?
.2. I am starting my own tradition this year; I will be having the girls over for the first ever Holiday Dinner Party this coming Saturday evening and for which I will be preparing for days in advance. I am going all out and will be presenting the following 8 course meal to women who have been near and dear to me for an approximate decade, if not longer:
- Three different dips with some fresh and warm baguette, thinly sliced so they do not gorge themselves on this first course;
- Arugula, pear & asiago cheese salad with some kind of tangy dressing so as to ensure they do not think this McDonald’s where limp iceberg lettuce leads the way;
- Cream of red bell pepper soup, warm not chilled and very red so as to match my rouge;
- Shrimp cocktail, because shrimps are an added delight to any dinner party and you can play with them like puppets and make them walk and talk while no one is looking;
- Linguine pasta, because I love linguine pasta and this particular menu item has absolutely nothing to do with my guests;
- Lemon sorbet, which I will actually make at home and from scratch;
- Beef tenderloin, because the word ‘tenderloin’ makes me giggle; and,
- Ice cream, because I can.
Note to self: Hope I do not singe brows.
To remain in the festive spirit, I will play Ella and light tons of candles that smell like cinnamon, nutmeg, vanilla and apple.
If I do not blog post the 4th of December it is only because I have burnt my house down and likely my baby mac as well.
.3. Engelbert Humperdinck was a once terribly attractive man (but no Tamer Hagras) and so I can envision how women thought he a sexpot. Has an odd resemblance to Olivier Martinez, who for all his glory, is apparently a mere 5’1”.
Sad though that Engelbert now has a Las Vegas look about him, no doubt Elvis’ friend at one point in time.
Well, ok. Olivier Martinez isn’t really that short, but it would have been fun to think so.
.4. Another way by which I will be celebrating this holiday is by surprising my mum and taking her to the theatre (Surprise!). We will be seeing The Nutcracker Ballet on Thursday evening, and she is so excited and that makes me doubly happy.
.5. I have found a professional cellist who is also a teacher (much thanks to D, who is studying violin) and have sent him an e-mail, requesting information as to whether or not he has room available for a new student come the new year.
Note to self: Am on my way to becoming a world-famous cellist in brilliant sparkly heels, whom Tamer Hagras will not be able to resist.
posted by just a girl at 1:13 AM
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