LP and I are texting back and forth because she finally saw the Star Wars movie and she’s like “OMG KYLO REN ❤ ❤ <3″ and I’m like “srsly judging you like *BB-8 head-tilt*″ and if that doesn’t speak legions about how our tastes differ then I don’t know what will.

We agree 100% about Rey, though, and that’s what really matters.

Had some leftover panettone/panetón today and was delighted that I could enjoy it on Three Kings Day aka Epiphany. I think we always intended to keep some for Epiphany but I don’t remember if any loaves lasted that long.

So in this surprising manner, it actually felt like Christmas to me this year, when I thought it would be a total bust.

Thank you, random friend of one of my coworkers, for bringing her a sweet treat that she decided to share with all of us and thus creating a small Christmas miracle.

Someone brought in a loaf of panettone and it made me unexpectedly happy. My aunt used to make homemade panettone every year when I was growing up, and even though I would pick out the sultanas because I don’t like raisins, it was still one of those memorable traditions of the holidays.

My aunt no longer makes it (because who has time for that anymore?) and I’ve been known to pick up some store-bought to bring to family holiday gatherings, but haven’t the past couple of years because everyone has been so busy (this year especially). I even forgot about this “traditional treat” (I only remembered that I had no tamales. *cries*).

So now I’m sipping my tea and nomming on the comforting and homey taste of panettone, and feeling unexpectedly festive on this dreary Monday morning.

The last couple of weeks we’ve had ~150 guests in house.

Today we have 20. Or we will have, once everyone arrives, because right now there’s 12.

I’m happy for the slow season because I’m just beginning to recover from the holiday season, but I’m also wondering how I will fill my time today.