Last night, instead of sitting home like a pair of old fogeys, we used the internet to find a party at a hotel in a nearby town with a buffet dinner, a comedy show, then a DJ with dancing and a champagne toast at midnight. It took the DJ an hour or so to realize we weren’t 18 years old and he finally found some rock and roll music that got more folks onto the floor including an 87 year old partier who danced with all the gals.
Our New Year’s day tradition starts with huevos rancheros for brunch and the beginning of the packing away of the holiday trappings.
The tree has been removed, the needles vacuumed and the furniture returned to its usual seating configuration. The shelves dusted, all the Santas carefully wrapped in bubble wrap and stored in their large plastic tote. The windows and sills have been wiped down, the Christmas linens washed, dried and folded for storage for another year. One guest bed linens have been laundered and the bed remade. The basement guest bed still remains to be done.
The Christmas leftovers were removed from the freezer and tonight we will enjoy hot turkey sandwiches with mashed potatoes and gravy with one of the green vegetables that I carefully froze and packed away last summer.
The helter skelter of the holidays is behind us to be remembered and savored until next year. The winter calm is settling over the house. The farm chores are returning to our daily schedule and it is good to be getting our own eggs again, instead of them leaving with the neighbor that cares for the chickens when we are away. We are glad to be home again.
Life is good on our mountain farm.
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