Then down to elfs and omahas. We had "Fish Sunday", since I missed out on Fish Friday this week. The meal was a yummy spiced braised whitefish, couscous, and Omaha's wonderfully elegant and tasty carrot recipe, which I described as "almost the complete opposite of canned carrots".
Kouryou-chan celebrated a growing-up moment, by losing a tooth. While it had been VERY loose, it wasn't entirely painfree, so she spent the rest of the evening being very cuddly, both with me and with her parents.
I was all dressed up (dress shoes, black dress slacks, black soft rayon buttonup, and even a black silk tie). Omaha dressed up to match, all slim and elegant, head to toe in fashionable black. (I just realized, I should have taken a picture!) She had agreed to be my "and Guest" for the Seattle Men's Chorus Holiday Concert.
The show was lovely, great voices, great music, some amusing skits. Imagine a mashup of Fiddler On The Roof's "Tradition", touring Santa's workshop instead of the village of Anatevka. Audience participation in "the Holiday Cheer" and singing "White Christmas". A lovely Icelandic piece about Yule, the freezing of winter and the promise of warmth. The SMC's signature silent "Silent Night". Lots of other Good Stuff.
My Cēpacol quit working about 2/3s the way thru the first part, which made the stretch to intermission literal agony. Fortunately I had lots of good music to help pass the time.