Some of you may have noticed in my last blog post, that I was posing with a rather large, uncooked beef tenderloin that was poised to become our Christmas Dinner. I’ve made a beef tenderloin on Christmas each year for about the past decade, and used a different recipe each time. After all that ‘experience’, I’ve finally honed it to what I believe is the easiest and best way to cook it. It’s so easy it’s almost ridiculous; its so delicious you can’t go wrong. Enjoy!
Everyone needs a friend who will tell them they need to put on a sparkly mini skirt. I have just such a friend. Her name is Bird, and I’ve known her since we were both 18 years old. We’re not 18 anymore and sparkly minis had been a thing of the past for me, and a thing of ‘never’ for her, until Bird and I decided to go to Vegas to celebrate our December birthdays in style. The glitz and glitter of Vegas seemed just the thing, and I decided I was going to play it to the hilt: we were going to see Shania Twain in concert, and so I did something uncharacteristic and bought a sequined mini skirt.
It’s such a rare thing these days: a quiet house, and time…an hour or so with no one around to break the silence of a winter day. For a few moments I savor this unexpected treat, and try to think what I will do with it: tidy the house, laundry? Perhaps start wrapping presents, or do some on-line shopping? Those are things I should do…but it suddenly occurs to me that there is something I must do; something I do every year in December, and which I have not yet found time for: read “A Christmas Memory”, a short story by Truman Capote.
Celebrating life is an art. Our lives can become so busy, there are so many distractions and demands on our time that we forget to take time to celebrate and have fun with those we love. It’s always helpful to be reminded that celebrating life is something we choose; it’s a mindset and it can become a habit.