Rebekah’s Studio

“Did your mom always give you a birthday party?” I asked Pete, because he was born on December 20, so near to Christmas. “Always,” he said. And tonight we will celebrate a big birthday with dinner for eight. This begins our December holiday season.

Actually, it started on the 16th when high school friends and The Band Tantalus augmented by Ned on second guitar and Wendall on keyboard came over sing “carols at the spinet,” so to speak, to play music or kanikapila as we say in Hawaiian.

Tonight is the birthday dinner at home. Three other couples are coming, meaning table settings for eight. We will sing again, I’m sure. Four are choristers eager to practice Handel’s “Messiah.” Two of us will sing sections of it Sunday evening with our community choir at our director’s home. It is a performance for ourselves, unless the plan changes at the last minute. This year we are mindful of the pandemic viruses.

Monday, Pete’s actual birth-DAY, our two granddaughters come over for the whole day. They are on winter break from school. We’re baking sugar cookies (easy peasy with store-bought refrigerated cookie dough) and making fresh Christmas garlands.

For Christmas Eve day, a friend is hosting a party for another friend whose birthday is coming up. Party, party!

Looking at the Christmas tree, I see presents await. That’s the countdown to Christmas Day!

Blessings,

Rebekah