Open House

We had our annual Christmas Open House party this evening and it was a lovely event. Jilda worked in the kitchen last night and most of the day today on things like roasted pecans with some kind of topping; cheese potato soup, homemade salsa, pretzels dipped in some kind of sweet icing, and a ton of other stuff.
The dynamics of these parties is always a delight. We invite a bunch of people but we know that the timing of the party plays havoc on Christmas scheduling but our party has been on the same day for twenty years. Some years the party spills out onto the deck and side porch and some times it is a smaller crowd. Sometimes music is the main focus and sometimes it the conversation and fellowship.
In all these years we've never had a bad party. We've only missed two years since 1987; one year there was ice on the roads and the other year we had a death in our family. I know everyone says this, but we have some of the best friends on the planet. Our friends are doctors, lawyers, accountants, therapist, counselors, nurses, farriers, musicians, computer geeks, and writers. Every one of them is a treasure.
Tonight as we washed up dirty glasses and wiped up spilled wine we both glowed. I thought to myself, this is what Christmas is all about.