Written at 10:30pm on 12/5
Yesterday Sandra and I went to Magnolias for lunch. She surprised me by giving out name as "Troy and Abed" so when the hostess called it...in a reluctant, hesitating way, I had the delightful mixture of joy and embarrassment battling within. Then the moment passed and there was mimosas (one, really) and potato cheese soup.
That night, despite my initial reluctance, we went to the official holiday tree lighting at Zilker Park. It was legitimate hesitation what with the cold mist that had been prevailing throughout the day. And she made her dog suffer through it as well, bundled in her jacket. Once we go to the circular space within earshot of the live band and the smells of vendor food, I was pretty game about it.
We were surprised to find ourselves under the tree instead of within viewing of it. Kind of bizarre and cool. Once they finally lit it I saw one girl in particular spinning in a circle around the base. Apparently that is something you are suppose to do. We just did the standard picture taking affair and then retreated to the warmth of a heated vehicle. The mysticism was somewhat dampened by the unnecceary prayer and my seasoned kettle corn sprinkling over my freshly cleaned sheets once we got home. But in the latter event, I just ate it up.
Yesterday Sandra and I went to Magnolias for lunch. She surprised me by giving out name as "Troy and Abed" so when the hostess called it...in a reluctant, hesitating way, I had the delightful mixture of joy and embarrassment battling within. Then the moment passed and there was mimosas (one, really) and potato cheese soup.
That night, despite my initial reluctance, we went to the official holiday tree lighting at Zilker Park. It was legitimate hesitation what with the cold mist that had been prevailing throughout the day. And she made her dog suffer through it as well, bundled in her jacket. Once we go to the circular space within earshot of the live band and the smells of vendor food, I was pretty game about it.
We were surprised to find ourselves under the tree instead of within viewing of it. Kind of bizarre and cool. Once they finally lit it I saw one girl in particular spinning in a circle around the base. Apparently that is something you are suppose to do. We just did the standard picture taking affair and then retreated to the warmth of a heated vehicle. The mysticism was somewhat dampened by the unnecceary prayer and my seasoned kettle corn sprinkling over my freshly cleaned sheets once we got home. But in the latter event, I just ate it up.
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