We set out the treats…the crackers, caviar, creme fraiche, cream cheese, smoked salmon,  cheeses, and special Italian cold meat tray.

I open a bottle of Muscato and fill two glasses.

Every year since Barry died, G and I have our own Christmas eve celebration, I do it  for her. She’ll never be alone on Christmas eve as long as I am around.

We watch a movie or two and just enjoy each other’s company. This year we watched The Wizard of OZ.

The Curmudgeon goes to bed early and leaves us alone.

This year I forgot to take pictures of our spread.

Instead, after we finished, we shared the leftovers with her neighbors.