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December 22, 1997
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Time is ticking away and I am not ready for Christmas. I was being so clever, ordering World Peace coffee from Urth Caffe in southern California. But it hasn't come yet and here it is only 3 shopping days til Christmas! Even if they did get my order and fill it, it is too late to send it to Bosnia. Andrea told Mrs. Reed, the piano teacher that Kevin is going to e-mail their Christmas picture to Uncle Bobby in Bosnia. Too bad I can't e-mail coffee! I mailed some coffee to BiB this morning first thing. That was one of my two goals for the day. The other was to inventory what I've already bought for Lizzy and Andrea and make sure they're both roughly equal. Andrea wants "Pooh stuff" so I got her all the Winnie the Pooh books, plus a Pooh duffel bag for packing to visit Grandma. Elizabeth wants origami paper. She's wicked into origami lately. Also she's wicked into math. She loves math! Just like me when I was in 4th grade - she thinks that's funny - either that I loved math or that I was ever in 4th grade! I sent e-mail to BiB about that last night. He replied that he didn't remember 4th grade, let alone the math involved. Let's see, I e-mailed Urth Caffe to cancel the order since it won't be here in time for Christmas, mailed one bag of coffee and an origami peace crane to Bosnia, picked up copies of some pictures, and started work on the Christmas scrapbook I am making for La Madre. I couldn't decide what to get her, so I decided to summarize Christmases past, through pictures. I spent the afternoon cutting pictures and mats and holiday symbols and pasting them on alum pages. Trouble is I don't have a lot of the pictures anymore because I sent all the good ones to BiB. Any that had Steven in them, I gave to Thomas. So now I have a hodge podge of not-the-best photos to work with. It's still kinda fun so I'm going with this idea unless i have a brilliant inspiration between now and Thursday.
Nancy's friend, Linda, and her daughter, Christine, turned their house into a cookie factory on Saturday. They invited us to drop by. Nancy and I thought we should bring milk! We ended up bringing ice cream. I've never seen so many cookies in my life. They smelled great. The ones we tasted were excellent. And we got to meet Linda's new girlfriend. It was kind of a rush for me to get there because I had promised to walk and have lunch with Rita and Joan-east at Rita's. Rita and I ended up cutting our walk short. Joan-east didn't come because her father-in-law died. Rita and I made plans to give a donation to the church in his memory. Then we had a short lunch with short espresso and I took off. I changed, picked up my laundry, picked up my Zoloft refill, and sped to Providence for the cookie feast. After dinner Nancy and I drove around looking at Christmas lights. White lights are the most common - that being the New England tradition. Lighted nativities and lighted Santa and Mrs. Claus were most common in East Providence. The Santa and Mrs. Claus sets were all the same kind. There must be a source of them in East Providence. Reindeer in all sizes were everywhere. We decided that aliens would conclude our planet's totem animal is the caribou and we worship it on the winter solstice. One house had every square inch of lawn crammed with lighted stuff: nativities, santas, snowmen, reindeer, sheep, camels, choirboys, huge candles, sleighs... and the inhabitant of the house came out dressed in a Santa suit and waved to us.
On Sunday we headed to Watchemocket Cove to feed Igor and the swans and count the wintering waterfowl. In addition to the Atlantic mute swans and the Canada goose with the species identity problem (he thinks he's a swan), we spotted: mallards, American wigeons, hooded mergansers, redbreasted mergansers, buffleheads, common goldeneye, canvasbacks, Canada geese, ringbilled gulls by the thousands, and starlings by the hundreds. The weather was crystal clear. Blue sky. Calm water. A postcard kind of day. The buffleheads were great fun to watch. Three males and three females were diving together. They'd all dive under at once and then pop up one at a time in a line. Then they'd dive under one at a time and pop up together. It was like watching a synchronized swim show. | |
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