How the Cookie Crumbles

An irreverant view of life after SIXTY-FIVE

New Year’s Eve Day and Evening

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Michael’s mother lives on Thetis_Island, her house off the water. New Year’s Eve morning began with breakfast and a visit to his mother’s for a dip in freezing water. Less than ten showed up for the swim. Not me. No way. Mary and Michael did the deed along with a couple other ladies, but not their men.

 

Afterwards, Michael organized a walk for a dozen visiting guests who stayed in various cottages on Thetis. Our closest neighbors:

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Another set of guests stayed in a fabulous yellow cottage. Jean has sticky fingers when it comes to pianos. She has a need to try them out and to our benefit, she played a couple uplifting tunes.

Along the way, we passed

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One of the guys picked up a branch, which appeared foaming. No one knew what it might be (it’s called hair ice).

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Pictures attribution: Jon Nightingale, Vancouver

Energized from the walk, Jean and I filled petite choux with the cream concoction I’d made in Jean’s kitchen. She called her mother-in-law about parsley for these savoury bites. Sure, she had some in the garden. Remember, this is New Year’s Eve and yes, she’d bring it to the hall washed and ready to use.

Michael, Jean’s husband had left earlier for the community in jeans and a blue and white checkered shirt—and tails. Yes, tails. He looked cool. Another guest and close friend of Jean’s from Nanaimo picked us up. Her contribution to the evening eats were smoked salmon and oysters—the fresh kind, not canned. She had no plastic wrap to cover the dishes. The car smelled like a smokehouse. I salivated as I balanced the plates on my lap.

Attribution: Jon Nightingales, Vancouver

Attribution: Jon Nightingale, Vancouver

Bronwyn, our driver, didn’t know the way, especially in the inky dark. Lucky we had Jean with us. The temperature had turned frigid, a surprise to all of us after the sunny afternoon stroll we’d taken. The dead grass was spongy with frost.

The hall was packed, the tables laid out with white linens and the men prepared the food. Tiny Christmas lights hung around the room brightened  lent a fe.stive. And balloons. It’s a party for grownups, but who doesn’t like balloons?

Midnight arrived as did the cake. Here’s to sister Jean on her 60th birthday.

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The party’s over, but it had another interesting turn. I had mentioned to Michael’s brother, who is in real estate about a locked door  at Overbury farm and how it was killing me. He smiled and promised there was a way to satisfy my curiosity.

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Next on November 25th – New Year’s Day

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Author: Let's CUT the Crap!

I'm getting a little LONG in the tooth and have things to say about---ouch---AGEing. I believe it's certainly a state of mind but sometimes it's nice to hear that you're NORMAL. I enjoy reading by the truckload. I'm a grandma but I don't feel OLD although I'm not so young anymore. My plan is to stick it out as long as I can on this lovely planet and only will leave it kicking and screaming!

89 thoughts on “New Year’s Eve Day and Evening

  1. Hi Tess. What a great party for your sister — thanks for inviting us! That looks like quite a feast. But I’m with you about that cold cold water. No way! 😀 Mega hugs.

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  2. Thanks for the party. I counted all the wine bottles and it looks like there was enough to go around.

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  3. The piano room is something else – quite spectacular. You guys know how to party.

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    • The floor of the room the piano decorated was raised like a platform–and just big enough for the baby grand. And, what a cottage… ahem, I call it a house and it was huge and fantastic. My sister, hubby and their friends DO know how to party and I always (not often) have an exceptional time. ❤

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  4. Glad you enjoyed your visit to BC and Vancouver Island, Tess. Next time, give me a shout as I’m in Victoria! But now you can truly say you have visited both East Coast and West Coast–well, at least some of it 🙂

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  5. Love all of these gorgeous photos, the food looked amazing ! Brave swimmers!!

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  6. No way I would go into that water! I would unlock a door, though 🙂

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  7. Tess, lovely party for your sister! Amazing food! Okay…no way would I take a dip in that frigid water either! Thanks for taking us along on your holiday adventure! 💛 Christine

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  8. What a glorious Thanksgiving and birthday. That is ideal.

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    • About the same people attended Jean’s birthday 10 years before, but I hadn’t made it then. Didn’t want to miss it again, especially for such a special birthday. I have four siblings, all sisters. Jean is the second youngest. 🙂

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  9. Lovely! Okay, what’s behind the door!!!!

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  10. Looks like a very good party Tess. Who knew your elder sister looked so good at 60, just shows what you’ve got to look forward too.
    xxx Massive Hugs xxx

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  11. Had to google Thetis this time as I was surprised there’s no sow in your photos!

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  12. Looks like you had a lot of fun. 🙂

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  13. Looks like you had loads of fun 🙂 I can never understand the pull of swimming in such cold temps though….brrrr!

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  14. So… you’re related to Polar Bears, eh? People do that sort of thing just south of your boarder on the Upper Peninsula of Michigan too. Not me though.

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    • Some of us are, Glynis. Not me. 😀 😀 We used to have The Polar Dip every New Years Day till city councils began worrying about heart attacks of participants and feared repercussions, insurance and such. Canceled the dip. 😀

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  15. Reblogged this on Smorgasbord – Variety is the spice of life and commented:
    Usually I share breakfast on Saturday mornings with Tess when she is on her travels but I was out and about early.. Having almost finished unpacking all our boxes…. I am sitting here with a beer instead. Not quite 6pm. but the sun is over the yardarm as they say… somewhere.. Anyway.. It is Tess’s birthday and New Year’s Eve… on the Island of Thetis Island…. brilliant post as always.

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  16. Stunning scenery and the food looked delicious.

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  17. Now that sounds like it was a fine time. Sure Tess, leave us hanging about the locked door, lol. And OMG hair ice! What an amazing looking branch! 🙂 ❤

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  18. Another delightful story, Tess. The photos were great too. 👍

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  19. That water must have been freezing! I love it that the ladies were braving it, but not the men. The food looked delicious at the party Tess, looks like you all had a fabulous day 🙂

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  20. What’s behind the door????

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  21. What a spread, what a piano, what a cake, what fun, and what’s behind the door? Thank you, Tess, for taking us along for the ride. 🙂 Hope this weekend is treating you kindly. 🙂

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    • Yes, it was a fab spread. The piano lived in a huge and amazing house. The men did a great job and of course some of the women. Jean’s husband likes to cook as much as she does though SHE’S a wonderful cook. Most of the husbands cook.
      Hope this week is sweet to you.

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  22. I got stopped short by “. . . the men prepared the food.” That would be a first in my family 🙂 Did they actually cook it, or did they merely arrange it? Love the photos. And happy birthday to Jean! xxx

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  23. Having done a polar dip I admit to shivering looking at your photos. Good for you to resist!

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  24. Brrrrr! Far too cold to be doing a dip on New Year’s Eve. We have a similar tradition in the UK, where lots of people take a dip in the sea on Boxing Day, Brrrrrrrr, not me.

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  25. Love the pics, but you really should have taken that icy dip, you big sissy!

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  26. What a beautiful event! I went on an organised walk by the ramblers once to celebrate New Year and it was mild and lovely indeed, but I don’t think I’d dare venture for the dip either. You’ve left us hanging for the door…

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  27. Lovely to see you enjoying life with parties, family and friends Tess. And here we are, almost Christmas again! I know I don’t get here as much as I would like to, last week I tried to and my comments all went to spam grrrrrr 😦 But okay now…and I wanted to pop in to let you know I’m still here 🙂 ❤ ❤ ❤

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    • Thanks for coming by. Wonderful to see you, Sherri. I was away all summer. Too many projects on the go. The days are too short. I know about needing to break away. I’m ready again, myself. 🙂 You look marvelous. We can only do what we can do. ❤ ❤

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      • Ahh Tess, you’re too kind, thank you my friend. Will be breaking for Christmas again as usual…already I’m feeling the days slip by and still waaaaay too much to squeeze in. But..as we always say…we do what we can! Great to keep in touch though with ‘old’ friends…we know where we can find one another! Hugs Tess 🙂 ❤ ❤ ❤

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  28. Lovely photos, Tess! ❤
    I never knew about hair ice before.

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  29. a cliff hanger! You tease. The hair ice (which i first read as hair lice and wondered what the Canadian variety did!) looks extraordianry. Is it a fungus or actually ice?

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  30. I feel like I was there- even swimming in the cold. I never heard of a foaming branch-fascinating. Hair ice-that’s how I feel on a cold winters day. 😧

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  31. That cake pic is amazing… What a great party! 😀

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  32. Thank you for the visit,Kev. I didn’t have any cake as I’ve no sweet tooth. Yes, a GREAT party. 🙂

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  33. Eek–I’m with you on passing on the swim, but it might have been worth for the feast later. Looks like a fun time. 🙂

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  34. Wonderful party! I’m glad to have been able to come along through this post 😉 Now tell us what’s on the other side of that door!! ❤

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  35. I would not have taken the icy plunge, either, brrrrr! Not many people get to see hair ice, from that article you linked, so that was something special. It looked really impressive. A locked door, you say? If it was my place, I would say the junk room. When I have family around for Xmas, I throw all that stuff I’ve had all year to ‘file, read, iron, mend or put away’ into an already messy room and lock the door. Trouble it, this year, most of it is still in there. I have a treadmill in there somewhere, reams of family history stuff and clothes I’ve forgotten about. I look forward to finding out what was behind your door. 🙂

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