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Whatever they call the day after Christmas.

Sunny today and currently 49˚F. And I overslept, which is really quite wonderful. And somehow we wound up with a nightmarish quantity of sweets in this house, and I think Spooky and I have both OD'd on Xmas cookies and candy. Ugh.

I have, however, discovered that I love stollen.

Today, I have to find the last scene of a story that consists of a very nonlinear narrative.

I'm not in the mood to recount mine and Spooky's Christmas, and I didn't write yesterday (figuring I deserved a day off), so I"m a bit at a loss for a blog entry today. So, let's just all come back tomorrow.

Until then,
Aunt Beast

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setsuled
Dec. 26th, 2015 05:29 pm (UTC)
Whatever they call the day after Christmas.

On this day in 1606 King Lear was first performed and in the presence of James I. That's not why it's called Boxing Day.

I have, however, discovered that I love stollen.

Oh, that looks fantastic. I'm very glad to hear you slept and that you had a good day.
Marc D. Goldfinger
Dec. 26th, 2015 06:35 pm (UTC)
Stollen
My partner makes a mean Stollen every christmas. Just saying.
martianmooncrab
Dec. 26th, 2015 10:01 pm (UTC)
I have, however, discovered that I love stollen

the only problem with Stollen is that when some goes missing you can find the culprit by the amount of powedered sugar on them...
Kiki Lang
Dec. 28th, 2015 03:29 pm (UTC)
You have Stollen my heart.
My mom was German, or at least of German descent. Growing up, we always had Stollen in the house at Christmas. Never thought about it, could do with out it. After my mom died, I bought some. The memories, and all that. My girl friend, now wife loved it. Now it back in my home every Christmas.
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