Griddles and Slopes

For many years, I’ve been saying that the holidays get too busy for us, as they do for many, which tends to make them stressful. Last Christmas was typical in that regard. Admittedly, a significant portion of this commotion was self-inflicted between ambitious gift making and outdoor mania. That brings me to the unusual aspects of our holidays, those caused by uncommon footwear. In mid-September, I was booted due to a fractured foot. When Christmas hit, I wasn’t wearing the boot anymore, but I also wasn’t able to do much because of a hefty number of remaining activity restrictions. That all changed during the break… and then quickly changed back. Here’s a bunch of bits about our Christmas and how a boot, rather than stockings, dictated its outlooks and outcomes.

Before I get carried away on the subject of foot attire, let’s discuss gift making. Both my family and Jason’s drew names for Christmas way too late last year. Then, I decided to take on three projects for my recipient, my mom. One project was a scrapbook, another a custom slideshow, and the last a feast of nostalgic foods I’d never attempted to cook before. All these handmade items had to do with Scandinavia, either our recent trip to Denmark or family memories of Christmas dinners with a close Norwegian friend from decades before. Tasty and tender, that’s what I’m all about.

a family moment
Family togetherness is an essential element of the holidays.

Krumkake, a Norwegian waffle cookie that is often filled with flavored whipped cream, was culinary experiment number one. Krumkake was a staple at our Norwegian Christmas feasts when I was a teenager. It requires a special rotating griddle to make. Thus, I was intimidated. However, it was easier to successfully krum the kakes than expected. It only took Jason and me roughly an hour and a half to make about two dozen. Unfortunately, that hour and a half was from 1:00 to 2:30 in the morning.

Christmas rice pudding with cherry sauce, a Danish holiday special, was another dish we aimed to make for my mom. Some of the aspects of this recipe are unusual. Yet, our first trial attempt turned out perfect, to our surprise. However, when we made it on Christmas Eve, this time for my family, the result was less ideal. It didn’t set up properly and remained runny. After all that work, we didn’t want to serve something subpar. As we didn’t have the time or ingredients to make another batch, we scrapped the pudding. Frowny face emoji!

krumkake
Whether you are Scandinavian or not, I’d recommend the delicious tradition of krumkake.

That wasn’t the only cooking concentrated around our Christmas. Between krumkake, rice pudding, Amish breakfast casserole, bean with bacon soup, and cheddar-chive biscuits, most of our Christmas was spent in the kitchen, excluding a six-hour break to visit with my family. Eating it all was pretty nice though.

Somehow, we were ahead on the wrapping front and didn’t need to do much of that last-minute standard on Christmas Eve. Besides cooking, we just had to complete an activity charades video for our nieces and nephews illustrating the outing options they could pick between for their Christmas present.

I'll be gnome for Christmas.
Amidst the whirl of giving and baking, crafts were constructed.

The wrapping may have been under control, but with all projects considered, we didn’t get a chance to open our presents to each other until a few minutes before Christmas was over, as usual. My gifts from Jason were treasure themed. They included a pirate coin from 1659, a cosplay dagger and cutlass, and an enigmatic package from the Mysterious Package Company.

snowshoeing at Sundance
Sundance has a delightful Nordic center with trails in the shadow of Mount Timpanogos.

The whirlwind of thoughtful gift and food creation left me frazzled and exhausted, but some of our seasonal endeavors were more relaxing. We invited my sister’s family to make gingerbread houses with us a few days before Christmas. On Christmas Eve, we took a brief respite to play Uno with penalties with that same sister’s crew. During our holiday break, we spent an afternoon with Jason’s grandma putting a seasonal puzzle together and eating British chocolate. Puzzles were a favorite of hers, and she passed away just months later. Some endeavors deserve our time even when time is what we have the least to offer.

a flare for the dramatic
As an extra bonus, Solitude had a torchlight parade and fireworks on New Year’s Eve to celebrate.

A couple days after Christmas, we took a nephew to the zoo. He had so much fun he cried for 20 minutes when we put him in the car to come home and started wailing again when we reached his street. Apparently, he continued to bawl for an hour and a half after we dropped him off. Hopefully, next time less tears will be involved.

The family togetherness did eventually get halted by two things: 1. Another nephew gave a load of people in my family the flu, so some missed the Christmas day gathering and were unavailable for most of Christmas break. 2. I got doctor approval to commence snowboarding a few days after Christmas. Jason and I wasted no time and were headed to Solitude within 45 minutes of that authorization.

a new year and new inches
Fresh powder for a fresh year.

Like an exuberant snowball hurtling down the mountain, we picked up more and more slope momentum. The two of us went snowshoeing the next day at Sundance. We crunched through branches of trees stretched low with a hefty burden of powder. It was enchanting! Though the hillsides were a fluffy delight, we only saw a few groups on the trail. It was peaceful and healing, especially after the months of boot-driven sedentariness. The next day, we went snowboarding again at Snowbasin. I know that’s a heap of mountain resorts in a short period, but I was way too excited about exchanging my walking boot for other types of boots to waste another second anywhere but outside.

And then, at the last minute, we got a place at Solitude for New Year’s Eve. Since many in my family were currently sick with the flu, spending the evening eating Brussels sprouts at the Honeycomb Grill and playing Seven Wonders Duel in a condo wasn’t much of a sacrifice. The 18 inches in 24 hours topping the multiple feet that had collected over consecutive stormy days made it even less so.

a new year at Solitude
Snowboarding was an essential piece of our seasonal joy.

We boarded from 9:30 to 4:00 with only a 45-minute snack intermission; we didn’t want to stop for lunch. Our nephew joined us in the afternoon via the bus. That’s when my knee problem started. What knee problem you ask? Oh, you know, having your knee so swollen you can barely walk up or down the stairs, etc. That boot-induced issue, which turned out to be aggravation in my lateral meniscus, snatched exercise away shortly after its brief return. As I try to limit my posts to less than 20,000 words, the details of that misbehaving knob will be covered at some later point.

Our Christmas break passed in a flash, a flash packed with family, outdoor, and culinary enterprises. It was stressful, memorable, delicious, beautiful, hectic, and exhilarating. In a lot of ways, it was just what holidays should be… and then there was the boot.

Season Celebrations: The 2022 Edition

Most of us have at least a few friends who would appreciate a cheeky Christmas gathering. For Jason and me, that group has been established for decades. Every year we hold a wacky holiday event with the same crowd. Here’s how it went last December.

I’m a lumberjack!
One of the white elephants we contributed was lumberjack themed.

We had a gang of 16 attend as two couples were absent due to vacations and sickness. The meal consisted of brisket and chicken cordon bleu, which was ordered from an official caterer. We weren’t interested in repeating the previous year’s issues that made our meal an hour late. (See that post for the details on how someone’s dishonesty caused our delay. Shame on you Jason C.!) Getting all the foods in our bellies wasn’t entirely impediment-free though. The caterer forgot our cheesecakes, and we had to have a friend pick up substitution cookies on her way. However, since cookies also contain a high quantity of sugar, that was only a minor inconvenience.

seasonal and silly
Juvenile pictures are a standard at our seasonal shindig.

We usually play Just Dance at this shindig but not this time. Jason insisted it was a no-go because I couldn’t participate. My foot was just barely free from a two-month, boot-enforced hiatus resulting from a fractured talus, and dancing was still on my list of forbidden activities. As fate would have it, there wouldn’t have been any time for grooving anyway. We finished the white elephant exchange at 10:20 and had to hurry and clean up so we could be out of the facility by its 11:00 closing. Note to self, exchanging white elephants takes between 1.25 and 1.5 hours… those pale beasts sure are needy.

Charlie’s something or other
We ladies aren’t immune to the puerile.

That’s my shortest post in a long time. Though it does not necessarily follow that it’s also the sweetest. Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good fall!

The Upside and Downside of the Upside Down

Decorating for our Halloween party is always a major task. In 2022, it was more than that; it was a love note to one of our favorite shows: Stranger Things.

For this theme, our favorite to date, we took on quite a few large and unusual projects that required construction, programming, painting, coloring, and even gardening skills. Let’s talk about a few of those projects.

Eddie’s last stand
If you don’t know the referenced scene, you aren’t a fan of Stranger Things.

We attempted to recreate the tunnel maps from season two of the series. While our exuberance did not go so far as to replicate the thousands of sheets used in the filming of the show, we did color 186 pieces of paper. I scribbled 36, Jason colored 63, and our niece completed 87. For this endeavor, we bought a box of 800 crayons. The scheme ended up not requiring as many Crayolas as anticipated. Anyone in need of 750+ crayons?

scrawling insanity
Jason harnessed his inner Will and scribbled like a shirtless boy possessed.

Jason decided to build a portal complete with escaping vines. I thought this undertaking had a high likelihood of turning out less than spectacular due to its complex nature. I was happy to be wrong. We didn’t stop cultivating vines there though. Utilizing some kind helpers, we fashioned dozens more of them for our Upside Down backyard employing foam pipe insulation, pliable wires, and black duct tape. These also turned out better than expected. By the way, if you find online tutorials for making these vines that include instructions for coating them in a layer of latex, don’t bother. We tried that, and the latex didn’t add much except stickiness, so it wasn’t worth the bother.

portal production
Good thing Jason took woodshop classes back in high school; portal construction is a necessary life skill after all.

Another project that proved time consuming was a strand of lights Jason and a helper programmed in Arduino to flash 20 different phrases from the Upside Down in connection to a vinyl alphabet displayed on the wall. Such a setup can provide hours of diversion, just ask the Byers family.

Tunnel what?
Our tunnel maps confused or delighted guests depending on their familiarity with Stranger Things.

We also transformed our garage into the Snowball Dance. Like any self-respecting 80s, middle-school dance, it had cheesy streamers, a disco ball, a balloon arch, strings of lights, and plenty of metallic fringe. Awkward tweens were the only thing missing… plenty of those came later.

prized nostalgia
The nostalgia and neon were thick at our event.

In addition to our big projects, we made sure Easter eggs were stashed throughout the event space. These included a Lite Brite with “Run” twinkling on it, a boombox playing “Running Up That Hill”, “Papa” pictures, Have You Seen Me? posters, the rainbow art on Eleven’s door, slimy blue slugs, and crayoned drawings of the Mind Flayer.

jute suit riot
Jason patiently knotted all the jute for Dusty’s ghillie suit.

Since our decorating tasks were extensive, I was thrilled I didn’t have to sew costumes at least. However, our getups did require a lot of jute knotting and hot gluing, which required a lot of sacrificial hand burning. I glued both ends of over 100 nails and painted gore on them. These were attached to trashcan lids for Eddie and Dusty. My fingers weren’t the only digit casualties during our preparations. Jason also fell and jammed his finger horribly while carting decorations up the stairs.

mixed signals
We look like just buddies, right?

Other extremities were bigger problem makers. My ankle was broken, and therefore I was wearing the mandatory boot for such an injury during all of this. That boot made party preparations exponentially more tiring and uncomfortable. I was on my feet for 18 hours one day and nearly that long the next. Have you ever tried to stay on your feet for 18 hours while you are wearing a massive boot and have a fractured ankle? I wouldn’t recommend it. Plus, the boot made navigating the many boxes and decorations littered about our house much more hazardous. The stairs were particularly perilous. I nearly toppled many times, and going up and down them while holding all that stuff? Even worse. It’s surprising Jason was the only one who tumbled.

a subway surplus
We were completely committed to our tunnel map motif.

Fortunately, we had kind volunteers assisting us and our extremities. One friend came to help many days after work. Another shared her artistic talents by painting vines while her husband labored on our programming problems. A brother-in-law and multiple nieces and nephews helped create fringe and tunnel drawings and took on full ownership of a section of our portal tunnel. Our niece said decorating for our party was as fun as coming to our party.

snowball ostentation
Wavy streamers and lights provided the correct amount of ceiling tackiness for our Snowball Dance.

After all that, how did the event go? We were still scrambling until right before it started. It turns out making portals and vines and talking lights and 80s dance scenes takes up a lot of time. Luckily, our costumes did not require much effort to put on, or we would have been very late to our own shindig.

Never gonna give the 80s up!
I’m never gonna give you up. Also, I am your father. Anyone want to go to Camp Crystal Lake?

We had about 72 guests that evening, which was manageable but almost too many. Party happenings included three 40-minute D&D campaigns led by a veteran Dungeon Master, carnival games, bingo, an outdoor screening of The NeverEnding Story, an opportunity to vote for Steve or Eddie, a contest for deciphering messages from the Upside Down via Joyce’s lights, a selfie spot, and a photo booth with a professional photographer. Food came in the form of corndogs and fries from the Corndog Commander, cupcakes and cookies from Alisha’s, and waffles from Eleven’s Eggo Buffet. The buffet featured a toaster, chocolate chips, marshmallows, fruit, whipped cream, Biscoff Cookie Butter, and Mrs. Butterworth’s syrup, along with the required Eggos of course.

a heap o’ creep
We always have a heap of costume contest prizes at our party.

This year, for the first time since 2020, we opened up the main floor of our house for the party. The mix of inside and outside space seemed appreciated though external temperatures were warmer than the previous all-outside year.

variations in the key of E
Jason made a fantastic Eddie, but he didn’t know how to hold his guitar.

I put together 68 party favors encompassing a selection of options. For starters, I compiled two dozen bags for the younger kids filled with a gnarly assortment of 80s goodies. Back-to-school sets with Trapper Keepers and 4-Color pen combos were another alternative as were Stranger Things coloring books paired with themed color pencils. (Friends Don’t Lilac and Frozen Waffles are always in vogue hues.) Rubiks cubes and banana clips, 80s standards, were the stars of yet other favors, and Dungeons & Dragons starter kits provided an additional possibility. Finally, I built nearly 30 character-themed bags focused on either Max, Eddie, Steve, or Eleven. These bags contained items like bracelets made from recycled skateboards, waffle shaped bath balms, 80s metal band pins, and replicas of Eddie’s guitar pick necklace. After the event, we had 13 favors left, six child and seven adult ones, only because some people apparently have an aversion to neon.

a perfect portal
Our portal turned out far better than I expected.

Although the party required an incredible amount of work, we enjoyed sharing our love of Stranger Things with other appreciative fans. That extended beyond the confines of our shindig. On Halloween, we set up our portal and gave candy away in our backyard. We went through 198 candy bars, and the portal was a hit. Kids returned with their parents and texted their friends to come too. Eddie was a rock star and greeted warmly by many.

stranger haven
Stranger details were scattered throughout our house and yard.

Many thanks to our totally tubular aides who helped turn our world upside down last fall and our radical party guests who helped turn it right side up.