Our daughter, Marcelline, lives in Uptown Minneapolis on Knox Ave. with her son, Max. To his delight, for the first time this year they put up a full-size Christmas tree, but came up a bit short in the decorations department. Grandma donated some pieces, but the crowning touch came in the mail from her big sister Missy, as Marcy reports below:Saved from yuletide embarrassment
in time for the Christmas Eve party
Marcelline received an Angel in the mailbox in a nick of time. "We were kind of hoping no one would notice the tree top had no crown. But Angel Emily Blethen is perfect for the job," Marcy said, referring to her 19-month-old niece in the photo at right.
Now that the Christmas tree fiasco has cleared up, so has the frightful weather from last night.-
Ms. Harrisonfields will stretch her Neilson/Martha Stewart muscles, start up the fire in the kitchen, and make a delightful cranberry/apple bread pudding before she is off to work.
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There are many places to go today and, happily, the sun shines brightly. After a day at work, Marcy will buy some corn to pop and apple cider to heat.
"Thanks to the generosity of my boa-wearing Grandmother Rolfsrud," Marcelline smiles, "I feel like I am walking in a winter wonderland.""Love and Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night."
(Marcy adds: The first one to see two Christmas song references above gets a Christmas kiss -- from Marcy, not Stan)
