Fifth day of Christmas

[mrissa]

My brain has been singing to itself, very quietly, "Hanukkah gelt, boys, Hanukkah gelt, no money on earth spends like Hanukkah gelt." To the tune of "Nottingham Ale," in case that wasn't clear.

I was going to say markgritter is very tolerant of me referring to his grandfather's Christmas present as Hanukkah gelt (it's money, and it arrived during Hanukkah), but I think I'm very tolerant of me: I'm the only one who has to hear the little song in my head over and over again.

It's not actually day five of my Christmas here. It's day seven. But I get extra birthday days anyway, so I suppose I could get a fortnight of Christmas instead of everybody else's twelve. You can have a fortnight of Christmas, too, if you like. Go for it. Tomorrow morning it will become a much quieter segment of the fortnight, as seagrit's carload intends to leave before 9:00 a.m. and it doesn't sound like the other carload will be lingering too much later than that. And we will put things in order and attack Melvin The Laundry Monster again (once more into...) and so on.

Today we took all the Gritters but Matt to some Twin Cities stuff. Pictures forthcoming, frozen falls and model trains and the ever-lovely Conservatory. Dave and Lin took us to Forepaugh's for dinner, and the Coquilles Saint Jacques were most tasty and the salad dressing was nice and zippy, but the flourless chocolate cake with Grand Marnier really did take the...um. Was the best thing.

In the meantime, I'm going to go read my book on the couch amidst Gritters, reminding myself that when Dorothy Dunnett talks about Hospitallers in hospital robes, she doesn't mean that their bare arses are flapping in the breezes of Malta while pastel cotton duckies adorn them in the front.

You have to admit it's an image and a half, though. Enough to make one go with the Turks instead, or nearly.

Comments

[matastas.livejournal.com]

When I read your 'Hanukkah gelt' lyics, I immediately thought 'Particle Man,' but maybe I'm just strange.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Hanukkah gelt, Hanukkah gelt, buyin' some stuff with Hanukkah gelt. What'd she buy? It's not important, Hanukkah gelt....

[dancingwriter.livejournal.com]

"when Dorothy Dunnett talks about Hospitallers in hospital robes, she doesn't mean that their bare arses are flapping in the breezes of Malta while pastel cotton duckies adorn them in the front."

I was SO not prepared for that (but luckily I'd already swallowed my last mouthful of lunch). An image and a half, indeed!

[fitzcamel.livejournal.com]

Yay _Disorderly Knights_! :)

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

pameladean lent me the whole series at once, and now that we've established that timprov isn't going to read them with me, I expect to go through the next several much faster.

[fitzcamel.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes. :) Just one piece of advice: don't start _Pawn in Frankincense_ in the evening if you have to be up early the next morning. Just don't.