Well tomorrow will be the Night Before Christmas, and my house still looks like we just moved in. There are boxes and bags and stuff all over the place, and none of them presents. And while I've been doing stuff all week I know I just will not have it the way it should be, and to top it off today I had to do the grocery run, and since I don't drive that was TOO many hours. The upside of course is I didn't have to worry about parking, or traffic. I still didn't complete my list, but I couldn't buy a chicken if my life depended upon it. Just none left. I guess it will be vegetable stock. I really am trying this year to do the traditional Polish Wigilia, (Christmas Eve). I'm not sure why we don't eat meat on this night, but I've always told my children, " you don't eat the animals that gave Our Lord shelter." That seems reasonable, I'm sure there is more to it but I just don't know, if anyone does, let me know. We will have our red Barszcz, pierogi, a fish of some kind. We as children, didn't care what the dessert was because everyone was anxious to open presents. Yes we open on Christmas Eve. And I hope I'll be able to stay awake long enough to go to Midnight Mass. On my grocery adventure today I went into my favorite Polish store, ( I really need to practice my Polish, very few of these ladies speak English) and one of my favorite tunes were playing, I can see Bronia singing it, I immediately thought of Pan Karasek and Yes you guessed it I started to cry. It's so embarrassing. Fortunately everyone was so busy no one seemed to notice. You'd think I'd be out of tears by now. Pan and Pani Karasek were our Polish school teachers, and I think I hear his voice every time I write in Polish, spelling hints you know. I remember those feather wings he made for our Christmas pageant. The world is a better place because he was here. Enjoy.