{"id":5323,"date":"2016-12-25T14:52:00","date_gmt":"2016-12-25T22:52:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rknibbe.com\/Wordpress\/?p=5323"},"modified":"2016-12-25T14:54:17","modified_gmt":"2016-12-25T22:54:17","slug":"merry-christmas-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rknibbe.com\/Wordpress\/archives\/5323","title":{"rendered":"Merry Christmas"},"content":{"rendered":"

Forty degrees, gray, and raining. Not the Christmas in Seward we’d hoped for. Between here and Anchorage it’s another story, biblical inches of snow with howling wind, not expected to clear until tomorrow, so we’re staying put down here, even though a simple walk down the beach this morning was thwarted by ice. Even The Dog was doing The Penguin walk.<\/p>\n

Inside, we enjoyed a more traditional Christmas, a tree with a modest apron of modest gifts and a not-too-spicy Alaskan shrimp cocktail<\/p>\n

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I got a super comfy acrylic knit hat, cycling accouterments, a gift card to spin classes (have I mentioned I’m leading another bike tour in Alaska in ’17?), a coffee mug to\u00a0remind me I’m the youngest of three children, a bottle of my favorite wine from Chateau St. Jean, Cinq Cepages<\/em> (thank you Sistah!), and a box of Queen Anne cherries, these\u00a0last two ostensibly\u00a0to share with Happy Wife. Emphasis on ostensibly<\/em>. She got slippers, a dress (one she likes!), a pastry piping bag with an assortment of tips, a recipe hook, and shoes (she needs).<\/p>\n

Almost forgot, I also got a bottle of wicked good gin. We arrived at Our Nest Friday night to find the gin bottle nearly empty. Sensing my lament, and to lift my spirits (ha ha) HW said, “You want one of your gifts early?”<\/p>\n

“Under the circumstances I’m hardly feeling cheery right now, Dear.”<\/p>\n

Voila – Lament Crusher!<\/p>\n

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