One of the couples in the choir invited us all to a Christmas Brunch after Mass today. They had made some delish homemade egg-nog. It was tasty, but didn't have enough bourbon. ;o) I drank three little espresso cups of it, and it must have mellowed me out nicely, because when I got home, I lay down for 'just a few minutes' because I was going to take Clare to a performance of "The Messiah" over in Worcester.
Woke up two hours later when SirKit started hammering the new trim on the outside of the window of our room. Needless to say, we didn't make it to the concert.