Howdy hey! I hope your Tuesday is going swimmingly.
In addition to this blog, we Super Friends communicate almost daily via group email. Recent discussion has centered on our upcoming Christmas Eve Eve dinner, and I was inspired to write a post about it.
Christmas Eve Eve dinner is a tradition that began in 2004, our senior year of high school. As AP Government students, several of us had community service requirements, and we spent one afternoon before winter break serving hot meals to the homeless in downtown Washington D.C.
My mom, no doubt wanting to support our volunteer efforts, offered to cook a nice dinner so that we’d have a hot meal of our own waiting at home. She decorated the table beautifully, took care in preparing our favorite dishes and set the scene for a special evening.
Special it was, and we’ve kept the tradition alive ever since.
For several years, my mom continued to do all of the cooking (how lucky were we?!), but as we grew older and developed our own talent in cooking and baking, we transitioned to a potluck-style gathering. My mom still takes great delight in decorating the house each year, and she does a fantastic job.
Another change since 2004? We have boys in our lives. Love them as we may, they’re still not invited to dinner. Sorry, boys! Doors open to others for dessert and drinks at 9:00.
Though some things, like the menu and the after-party, have changed with time, others remain the same. Snuggle parties, Kat/Lindsay death grip hugs, and our present circle are just a few things I hope never disappear.
I know I speak for all of us when I say that Christmas Eve Eve is something we look forward to all year long. I’m so lucky to have these ladies in my life.
Super Friends, certainly after a thoughtful post like this, we can forget that I ever doubted our ability to preserve tradition, right?