A Merry Mistress Taking Off

Well, I guess this is it. The Mistress is done with work, the baking done, presents wrapped, and the Boy-Toy and Buster Bolfig are all packed up thanks to the chamber maids. We're off to travel home for the Christmas holiday. Christmas Eve has always been so special. We all will go to the Aunt and Uncles house where we will par take of cock-a-tails and little nibbles and then have a wonderful dinner of Roast Beef with Yorkshire pudding. She will also have parsnips and roast potatoes. After dinner we always have her homemade peanut brittle, mints pie and homemade egg nog that is to die for-literally. It will put hair on your chest, after which I will have to shave. After everyone leaves we will go back to my mother's house and have a night cap and then watch A Christmas Carol with George C. Scott,like we have done for years. Then on Christmas day the Mother and I will put together a grand buffet of Roasted Turkey and Stuffing, Chilled Shrimp, Pasta Shells with Ricotta, Baked Asparagus, Baked Parmesan Onions, Bruschetta with Goat Cheese, and an assortment of cheeses and crackers. There will also be all varieties of cookies that my mother makes and her famous Sand tart cookies, nut rolls and fruitcakes. Once the family is there, the Mistress (every year the last couple anyway) will make her famous Cosmopolitans. At least three rounds. After everyone is lit, we will eat and then open some gifts. It really is a wonderful time just being all together. The rest of the visit, we have a Christmas party to tend to and visiting friends in town and from out of town, like Mame Dennis (David Dust to some of ya). I can see her face already when she gets her damn sand tarts!!! While home the Mistress will also pick up her pork roast for New Years Day. I have to go to Weavers Market. They always have the best pork I ever did taste. The Boy-Toy is all overwhelmed with excitement as he HATES pork and sauerkraut on New Years Day for dinner at our place. I say if the little pipsqueak didn't drink so much New Years Eve and end up hung the next day it wouldn't smell so bad! (Edited by Boy-Toy to add: People, it's ghastly. Seriously. I mean, the Boy Toy is German and all, but it's probably the worst smelling day of the year. And my drinking has nothing to do with that.) Hell ,the Mistress is usually drunk as a skunk and still manages to cook the dinner, put it in the oven to roast slowly and then take a 4 hour nap. But that's another story! So I hope y'all gave a nice little ole Merry Christmas and I'll be back before or after the New Year.