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Good times, good times.

What a wonderful night.

First was an beautiful / interminable Mass. It was long. Really, really, really long. Carols started at 11 pm and we didn't get out until 2:30 am.

At about 1:30 in the morning I started fantasizing about the emergency granola bars in my car - Mass was that long. At the same time the Mass was absolutely GORGEOUS. Over the top, and completely POD but fantastic all the same.

However, it was testing my limits as a trad Catholic. Nights like tonight I realize maybe I am hopelessly Novus Ordo for a reason.

After Mass a few of us got together at a very nice fellow parishioner's place for some snacks and adult beverages. That's where the fun really began. We all learned what Chartreuse tasted like (now that I know I am unlikely to try it again) and also just how powerful that stuff is.

I had a great time and didn't particularly mid that I didn't get home until 6:20 am. But of course that didn't particularly matter to me... because I have no family Christmas obligations. I didn't have to wake up with two small children in an hour, or need to head out to a family event of some sort. All I have to do is go volunteer at the USO some time in the afternoon.

For all that I am sometimes quite envious of my friends with families... sometimes the unencumbered singleton life has it's advantages.

posted by Mary Martha @ 6:27 AM