
The next day was a little something we like to call "Christmas." Maybe you've heard of it? While everyone else was snoring away at visions of sugar plums, I got up and made Spice Applesauce Muffins and then served them with tea in bed.

And then, PRESENTS:

Including the present that had been transported to the floor sometime during the night.

Suspect A:

Gifties were a big hit. I got lavender argyles, hoo hoo.

Urban Street Pirate thought we had given him a stole. I considered explaining it was, in fact, a largish bath mat, but decided to leave him his sad little dreams.

I gave R Man a netsuke shelf. Saki dug it.

I also found a totally cool picture frame at a consignment store,


In my post about the new color in the dining room, that sharp-eyed minx, Diane von Austinberg, demanded to know what we were putting in the living room where the astronaut picture had been. Zip it sister, I wanted to snap, it's a secret. Well, now the truth can be told. R Man's christmas present is up on the wall where the astronauts lived so happily for so long.

Not sure which is the more beautiful, poetic picture...the ocean or the muffins in bed.
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Mr. Peenee is a fabulous Santa. It is all about that frame. Maybe next year you could have a beautiful portrait painted of yourself in shades of powder blue, salmon and gold. Like Joan Crawford.
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas
Aha! It looks lovely above those chairs. And you all look lovely too . . . even ABE Saki.
ReplyDeleteI want to have Christmas at Mr. P's house:
ReplyDeleteMuffins in bed, vintage shelves, original art work in cool frames, socks!!!
So much better than the lump of coal at Post Apocalyptic Bohemia.
What a perfect day. Booze, food, presents, freinds, kitties, all in a tasteful home. You have the best life ever!
ReplyDeleteTruly a most beautiful post.
ReplyDeleteThat's what I miss, the couple-thing, come Xmas morning.
Y'all do not fit in that bed! It's teeeny!
ReplyDeleteI gasped when I saw the photo of R Man as I thought that Christmas stocking was an amputated limb in bed with him.
ReplyDeleteThe photo of you and your socks has temporarily distracted me from your new hat photo.
ReplyDeleteYou need to move on from That Hat sweetie. Move on. I don't want to put together some kind of intervention for you.
ReplyDeleteNext year I'm spending Xmas in SF. Your presents are awesome. Melbourne, Australia can bite me
ReplyDeleteDear Pee,
ReplyDeleteOnly discovered your blog a few months ago but it has become compulsory reading for me - I just love it. A British exile living in SF, I feel as if I have discovered a role model in you. Please keep it going - I look forward to each entry so much.
David
Aww...the perfect Christmas!
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