Tomorrow is the 5th Feast of Saint Nicholas that Josh and I (will) have spent together.
It is the second one that we will celebrate. It seems that I am the one who decides whether we celebrate random days, and apparently I only bother with Saint Nick’s when we have siblings living with us.
I did not have anything planned for this year (hence the lack of stockings) but when my sisters randomly said they had an early Christmas gift for Josh, I ran to get a shoe.
The fillings aren’t exactly traditional. But they are awesome, because I just made up a rule. When you get a cookie cutter in your
stocking shoe, you get dibs on all cookies made in that shape. How awesome is that?
I sort of feel guilty for stealing this day from people like Joy who grew up with it for real, but what can I say? Random Saint-day stealing isn’t really stealing if it isn’t even recognizable when you are done with it.
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