The End of Christmas

I exhale with relief as I cross Christmas off the calendar.  Is it really over?  I feel like Ripley at the end of Alien – out of the shower and starting to relax only to discover the alien is lurking in the space capsule.  Have I completed all the Christmas rites?  Or is there some nagging monstrous detail…?

We added a new tradition, reading aloud from American Christmas Stories, a new Library of America anthology.  (We especially enjoyed pieces by Dorothy Parker and Robert Benchley.)  Our Christmas walk also had “literary” allusions – sort of.

The dinner took so long that I tried to find a pizza place, but we eventually ate the main course after the pie.  I hope you had a festive Christmas, and you can read about mine here.

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