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Christmas, Catching Up and Jim Caviezel

Happy Day After Christmas, everyone.

The weekend was filled with food, family, fun and did I say food?

Saturday, I celebrated with my daughter Megan's in-laws. Every year they invite me to the traditional Italian Christmas Eve Feast of the Seven Fishes.  I've never gone until this year. What a spread!  It was magnifioso!
Thanks, Jim and Marty, for the invite.

And, of course, yesterday the Burke clan all gathered at Megan's house for another wonderful meal. Gifts were exchanged and the kids played quietly in the toy room. Oh, pardon me, I was thinking of some other family. Fourteen of my grandkids played in and out of the house, on every floor, the garage, the back porch, the front porch, and in their playground. My oldest grandchild is Angel, who brought her boyfriend, Nick. She is seventeen and definitely was not running around the house. She was so overjoyed to show all of us her new car. God bless her!

I'm trying to catch up with all the shows that I DVR'd over the last few weeks. I've been too busy and tired to stay up and view them or for that matter, watch them during the daylight hours, since I've been shopping non-stop.

My new favorite show is Person of Interest. Have any of you seen this show?

It's great!

I love Jim Caviezel! I have, ever since I saw him in Frequency and then Angel Eyes with Jennifer Lopez. OMG, what a hunka hunka burning love. I would seriously have his babies, that is, if I still had my uterus.(please read).

Tomorrow, or the next day, I plan on visiting my Mom and sister, the two Maryellens up in Philly. And, yes, I will be giving Mom a big red/maroon Rubbermaid container filled with a jug of Tawny Port wine, a couple bags of chocolates, two types of biscotti (she's a dunker), a pair of white fleece gloves and some Muirhead Blueberry Butter. Here is a picture of everything, before I make it a bit more appealing. Click picture to enlarge.

 

 

 

Enjoy the rest of your holiday. And I'll be seeing you in 2012, if not before.

Eileen ooxxoo

 

What to Give a Ninety-Two Year Old Mother at Christmas

 

Christmas shopping for my Mother has become a problem in the last few years. Now that she is ninety-two and a half years old, the woman does not need much of anything. At this point, she has an abundance of night gowns, robes, slippers, gloves, scarves, etc, etc, ad nauseum.  And, she has plenty of picture frames, glassware, silverware, even underwear.

What to do? What to do?

She loves dark chocolate. She loves tawny port wine. For her birthday, back in July, that's what I gave her. For Christmas, I'll probably repeat the same thing.

One thing is for certain, at her age, I won't have to feel guilty about creating a diabetic, or for that matter, a raging alcoholic.

Speaking of tawny port, has anyone ever tasted it? And, how did you like it? I sipped it once, just to see if I would enjoy it. (I've been known to enjoy a glass of wine or five)

Yuck! It was so vile! I thought I had permanetly damaged my taste buds. The only way I could get rid of the aftertaste, was to swig a tumbler of pinot grigio.

Luckily, I had some in the house.