One of the things I like about the holiday season is a good Christmas party, held in a fine, venerable house. It is a chance to get away from the largely used furniture that Fiancee S. and still live on. There are hardwood floors, area rugs, and tasteful art on the walls. There is also usually a hardwood fire burning in the fireplace. It is also a chance to break out of my usual circle of young professionals and fellow computer geeks, and meet people more established in their careers.
I'm not sure what the attraction is. I think it has to do with my aspirations. I want to move away from renting yet another aparment with the off-white textured walls, the camel-colored wall-to-wall carpet, and the "cottage cheese" textured ceiling. I would love to move to a house, preferably something in the Victorian, or Arts & Crafts styles. Someplace where the carpets can be different colors, and there can be wall paper. I want solid wood doors and the odd built-in bit of shelving. True, such houses often don't have a level line or square corner in them and there is always something to fix... but that is "personality".
In this case, Fiancee S. took me her sorority alumnae Christmas party last night. It was held in a lovely three story house in a very posh part of town. It was a potluck -- we brought a couple baguettes of good sourdough bread and some camembert and baked garlic spread that I whipped up yesterday afternoon. Mostly though, Fiancee S. wanted to show me off and let the sisterhood meet me (at least those that hadn't met me already.) We had a very pleasant time, and I got my "Christmas party in a nice old house" jones taken care of for this year.
on 2003-12-15 at 6:36 a.m.
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