December 25, 2012
This morning, though, Hil baked up a fabulously complicated french toast and cheese confection, so we didn't even get to the stockings until early afternoon. That made me feel old.
We were going to do a Christmas dinner at Hil's parents' place, but there was a problem with the turkey, so we went to the casino's buffet instead. Hil's sister carpooled along with us. Getting to and from the buffet required passing through the gaming floor thrice. People under 18 are not allowed in those sections, so there are guards at every entrance. All three times, the guard nodded at me, then told the two ladies I was with to produce ID. That made me feel very old.
After our supper at the quite decent buffet, the family trouped back to Hil's house, where we did a mighty gift exchange, sipped tea, and ate homemade cookies and fudge.
Hil's parents left, but Hil's sister stayed for a few more hours. I tried to stay out of the way while the two of them caught up. While casually glancing in a mirror, I noticed my first gray hair. That made me feel really old.
Then, once everyone had finally left, I asked Hilary to marry me. She said "Yes."
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