#Dec 23

[luigislady]

my man my man my man ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

[underatedwords]

lashes and curls for days

[the-beard-of-edward-teach]

happy festivus

[mistfunk]

Mistigram: you can communicate a lot of winter vibes with a cold palette of whites and greys, with maybe a splash of red for an accent. The green you can take or leave. @Nitron drew this #ANSIart screen for this date in last year's ADVENT23 #AdventCalendar.

[risingada]

When: Sunday 31st December 2023, late-ish Where: Fancy Club in the City Who: @eliasvelari

A bottle of her favourite wine, and uncounted hours of dancing with her friends, left Dawn a near permanent smile on her face. One of the many perks of fame meant they were able to skip the lines to her favourite spot, and of course they had a booth, bottle service included. The irony wasn't lost on her. Growing up having to work for spending money from a young age, the fact that now she earned more than enough and yet free things were thrown at her feet merely due to the fact she was well known. But still, she revelled in it tonight. For once, new years hadn't brought trepidation, nor did it bring sadness. Tomorrow, perhaps, but tonight she simply felt alive. In the moment. It was a night of friendship, love -- of celebration.

Dressed in a low back satin dress, loose curls bouncing around her shoulders, and glitter lighting her eyelids, she made her way through the crowd, cheeks flushed (from the dancing, alcohol or joy, who knew?) back to their booth.

"There you are!" She beamed, as she dropped down into a seat next to Elias. She'd known he was coming, or at least they'd spoken about it, but given how busy the place was, and the fact she has spent more of the night in the crowd than anything, she wasn't sure they'd actually cross paths. She was glad though, to find him there.

[leepackett]

When: Sunday 31st December 2023 Where: Alexander's Partay Who: @songsofelisa

"Maybe he's got a giant wart on his forehead?" Lee theorised, discussing, of course, Alexander. As much as he pestered, the skies had not aligned and he had not yet met the man who somehow managed to turn his friend, the girl he knew who was harder than anyone else, into mush. Eyes cast around over the top of his beer. Did he feel a weird sense of protective older brother? Yes he did. Did he have the highest standards, ones that he certainly didn't hold for himself when it came to romantic parters? Absolutely. "Or he has four nipples?" It had become a running joke.

He hadn't spotted either of them yet, and instead was at the bar with Elisa, getting ready for a night that would, as always, be one for the books. "Shots?"

[msbarrows]

I am woefully far behind again on Thing A Day, which I'm blaming mostly on seasonal sadness and partially on addiction to a new game (House Flipper, which has turned out to be a lot more fun than I initially expected, and was an excellent diversion from the seasonal sadness).

Did my weekly usuals of laundry and cleaning the bathroom. I meant to bake cookies but did not. But I did at least do one of my planned activities and baked a tortiere (French Canadian pork pie) for the holidays; I'd originally been thinking of making it for Christmas Eve but then decided I'd rather stick to my usual meal plans of not doing two prep-heavy meals back-to-back and made it on the 23rd instead. I had it all assembled early enough that I had some time to spare before it needed to go into the oven, so I rolled out the pastry scraps, grabbed my little tin of leaf-shaped cookie cutters, made some egg wash, and festively decorated that thing:

I'm very proud of how it turned out. Two thirds of it are now in the freezer for future meals, as is an entire magarine tub of the precooked filling, sufficient to make a second pie.

I have finally cracked the mystery of my dad's proportions; my previous tortieres have been lacking on filling compared to dad's, despite using his preferred recipe. But I had an entire 3lb club pack of pork to use up this year, which is sufficient for a triple batch of the filling by the recipe dad preferred, and half of that is exactly enough to fill a pie as deeply as my dad did. Split between two pies cut in six pieces that works out to 1/4lb of meat per slice, which is a decent sized serving.

And my little 'what have I cooked recently and should avoid cooking again too soon' list:

Dec 17 - I have no memory of this date

Dec 18 - Fish sticks, french fries, and steamed corn & squash (very new world veggies menu, much to my amusement)

Dec 19 - Hamburgers and a big salad

Dec 20 - Beans cooked in broth, with mild Italian sausages and steamed mixed veg

Dec 21 - Steak marinated in beer and topped with garlic butter, with seasoned potato wedges, corn, and a salad

Dec 22 - Chili with rice and a cucumber salad

Dec 23 - Tortiere with boiled potatoes, baked squash, and green peas

Dec 24 - Beef and macaroni stew (yay for having some lactose free cheese on hand, I used to make this frequently before youngest bro developed lactose intolerance)

Dec 25 - I will be baking a ham, roasting half a squash, and probably making a salad and mashing some potatoes

[fe-smashorpass]

Yoshimitsu Stage (PlayStation2 Version) - Tekken Tag Tournament

[debosedaily]

arianadebose The @kennedycenter Honors is so special to me. Twas a joy to attend and perform as a new group of incredible artists received the highest artistic honor in the US. Sir @officialbarrygibb, your music has had such a profound impact on me and has kept me dancing even in the darkest of times. Thank you sir for your passion and artistry. Congratulations🙌🏾🤍✨ Also I finally got to perform with the gorgeous @misschloeflower ♥️♥️ The show will air tomorrow, Dec 27th at 8pm ET on @cbstv 🤍

[selfheals]

Hello! This is your monthly positivity mail :)

I hope you've had a good start of the month and a good year! Whether this one was good or not, the next year will be even better! If you celebrate any winter holidays, I hope they're fun and that you get time to rest before the new year. I wish you a lot of quality time, with your loved ones or by yourself, and many little moments that make you smile.

December was okay - 4 bad days out of 31. I had 12 days off work for the holidays and got to spend a few of those days with family, but mostly alone.

I don't get much joy from playing video-games anymore. I've been watching more comedy shows to smile and laugh more.

I started seeing someone new, B, an acquaintance of almost eight years. Recently we became a lot closer. We talked loads by text, then caught up in person on the 17th.

It's refreshing. I think he's honest, caring, sweet, safe, passionate, likes talking to me, likes spending time together, is a great kisser, amazing in bed... I sometimes wonder if (but don't hope that) we could be more, one day.

Every day I feel the sting of what happened with my last 'crush' and the fear of being rejected again holds me back. In January, I deleted that guy's number and unfriended him on various platforms so I'm not continuously reminded that I was either too much for him or not what he wanted. I'm doubtful he'll bother trying to talk to me.

Every day I feel the sting of what happened during my last relationships. How I was branded "too much", overemotional, overreacting, doing 'freaky' things for attention. It is difficult to forgive me for hurting myself over people as immature as my exes.

Every day I miss my house, my cat, my snake, my plants, my garden. My own space. Apparently, they're trying to find a new place, but it's been over three months now.

As they branded me "too much", I now brand them "not enough". Try harder.

[summerloveandsayingus]

ahhh i miss someone so bad

[kcyars189]

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[artshry]

Worked on a new avatar/logo for the blog.

[mistfunk]

Mistigram: the family of author Daniel O'Keefe was celebrating the invented holiday of #Festivus 30 years earlier than the rest of us started to, after it featured in the S9E10 episode of #Seinfeld #TheStrike in '97. AdeptApril drew this #ANSIart screen in observance of the occasion.

[risingada]

When: 20th December 2023 Where: Shopping Disctrict Who: @evapravat

It really was one of Dawn's favourite times of the year. Despite the chill of winter, she was a lover of tradition. Of celebration, of spoiling those near and dear and spending time with them. She would be hosting her families Christmas that year, with Emré's family in tow as well, so she was going all out.

She was already holding more shopping bags than one small woman should be able to carry, and she was heading to the next store, her favourite one in fact, to buy herself a new dress to wear. One bag contained Christmas crackers, another overflowing with tinsel. A third had a giant teddy bear for her sister-in-law's new baby. She really should just make a stop at her car and unload, but she was on a mission.

That was until a face in the crowd stopped her in her tracks. Quickly she looked down, speeding up in the hopes she could get on by and into the shop which was only meters away.

[leepackett]

When: Monday 25th December 2023 Where: Packett Family Home Who: @rohawkins

"C'mon Ma," Lee placed a kiss on his mum's cheek as he swiped the bowl of mashed potato's from the counter on his way past. "Back me up here."

Mrs Packett, who was currently preparing the Christmas lunch to end all Christmas lunch (she made enough for her family -- and then enough from anyone else in the pack who would be joining them after the four of them had their lunch) tutted, but she was still smiling. The adoration Lee held for his mother was mutual, even when he was being a pest. "I don't know, dear," she looked over her shoulder, shooting Ro a wink before turning back to the salad she was finishing off. "I think she has a point."

Lee was shocked. Aghast. He put the potatoes down on the table, turning to his mum first, and then Ro, with a hand to his chest. "Doubt. First from my best friend and now my own mother." Where was Larry? His dad would back him up. "All I'm saying is that I could totally do that.” They’d just watched Die Hard the night before, as was tradition, and Lee was convinced, if it came down to it, he could be Bruce Willis (also tradition). It was a hill he was willing to die on.