And the Dog Ate the Turkey Dinner

I have been reading the papers since I got back to Rio last week, trying to see what columnists have to say this Holiday Season. I agree with one of them: it's hard to be original about Christmas at this point in life. And I'm not the nostalgic type, really, so I'm not interested in remembering past Christmases...I'm already making plans for what I want to do in 2009! As for tonight, I'm going to have dinner at a friend's apartment very near the Lagoa and I hope to get a glimpse of the famous floating Christmas Tree at last. I haven't had the energy to walk there yet, since I got back from my exhausting trip to southern Brazil; besides, it's been raining almost every night. My small family is scattered around the world, in Europe, Canada, the U.S., and Australia. I hope they all have a nice, quiet time. What of presents? Obama will soon be our President and my daughter has a new job she enjoys very much. What else could I wish for? Well, I think you should read this on the New York Times online: http://www.nytimes.com/2008/12/24/opinion/24friedman.html. My sentiments exactly!!

Before I forget, I need to tell you about the dog in the title: Many years ago, in Boston, our German shepherd grabbed the champagne-marinated turkey I had cooked and finished it off on the kitchen floor.

Merry Christmas to All!

Photo Credit: Guto Costa at http://www.arvorenatalbradescoseguros.com.br