December 24th, 2004


It's about 9 degrees outside (and that's Fahrenheit, which makes it a pretty cold number -- Kelvin, of course, would be right out). daisy_knotwise and I have finally finished wrapping all of the Christmas presents, we've been to the stores to grab the final supplies for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, and now we're cleaning up the place so it'll be fit for guest habitation tomorrow.

Gretchen's brother, Jeff, and his wife, Carol, will be joining us for Christmas dinner, along with our friends, Sam and Bonnie, and Bonnie's sister, Holly, and Holly's roommate, Kirstie.

Fortunately, pecan pie divides nicely into eight pieces. And I keep assuring Sam, who recently embarked on the Atkins diet, that the sheer number of pecans that we put into our pie will push out all of the carbs. He seems skeptical, though.

If Christmas is your thing, I wish you a Merry Christmas. And if not, have a good time anyway.

Lights, Mr. Rico! Zillions of 'em!

daisy_knotwise and I usually try to go out to look at Christmas lights sometime before Christmas. With the general chaos of this Christmas season, we went out tonight.

I remembered an article in the Chicago Tribune about a neighborhood in Lincolnwood that's gone light-happy. The article had shuffled off to the for-pay archive, but the abstract had enough information for me to use Mapquest to locate the neighborhood.

For reference of anyone in Chicagoland who's interested, it's the neighborhood between Pratt and Devon on the west side of the Edens Expressway, particularly the north-south street closest, but many of the cross streets as well. (And a lot of slow moving cars...)

Hot chocolate now.