A Rockin' Christmas

Maui is moving and grooving with a flood of tourists here to enjoy their holidays come hell or high water.  The pace and anxiety has increased exponentially at the restaurant.  Just a week ago we were serving less than 300 dinners a night.  The past few nights we were selling over 400 dinners, and tomorrow night for Christmas Eve, we anticipate selling over 700 dinners as guests flood through our doors to celebrate the holiday with us.

I will be working Christmas Eve on the restaurant floor.  I will be saying my Hail Mary's and praying to the kitchen gods that all goes well.  I expect to be frantically busy, but I also expect to be making some serious dough tomorrow night.  Merry Christmas to me, indeed.

As much as I would love to tell all of you how much I am in the Christmas spirit, I honestly would have not known that the holidays were here if it wasn't for the Christmas carols piping through the restaurant's sound system.

Even though I don't like being cold, and I'm not a big fan of snow, I have noticed that in its absence, Christmas feels a little less Christmasy.  I haven't even been playing my Christmas music this year.  Sad, but true.  I'm sure my neighbors are grateful.

I do have Christmas off, and I am planning on making a very simple Italian dinner for my boyfriend and his roommate at their house that evening.  Maybe I can torture them with some Christmas tunes then.  I have a feeling that neither would object too much when it comes down to Zooey Deschanel's sultry crooning.

I plan on opening Christmas presents in the morning, making a few phone calls and hopefully getting some video chatting time in with the family so I can bask in their praise for my amazing gift-giving abilities.  

And then maybe I'll spend the afternoon on the beach getting a tan while all of you are freezing in Arctic temperatures.

Merry Christmas.