December 1983
We brought the year to a close with plenty of snow in our neck of the woods.
Onward to a new year.
We brought the year to a close with plenty of snow in our neck of the woods.
Onward to a new year.
Mom and Aylin share a Christmas Eve birthday. So, it was a tradition in our house to open Christmas gifts on December 24. After Mui and I got married and moved to the US, that tradition continued.
Yes, we went a bit crazy with the gift giving. After all, we weren’t together for our first Christmas in the US; Mui was at Air Force Basic Training, and I was in Wichita with my brother. In our defense, many of the gifts were from friends, and we bought “household” stuff as joint gifts for each other.
Duck decoy lint brush from the Rapps.
Six chocolate “Kisses” from me.
Gloves from Mui.
I opened the practical “house” gifts; Mui used them.
Left: Thin Slicer; Right: Pressure Cooker
Left: Brass Planter; Right: Turkish Rummikub
That's what I call a microwave!
Mom made the Christmas stockings for us.
And here we are on Christmas Day …
Merry Christmas!
It was a great first Christmas together since starting our married life.
During the Christmas holiday season, Salt Lake City’s Temple Square is transformed into a magical world of twinkling lights — 215,000 lights to be precise. Bundled up against the nighttime cold, we went to check out the festival of lights. Our Saturday night visit included a concert performed by the world-famous Mormon Tabernacle Choir.
It was a memorable evening.
The Petrolex Christmas party started out with cocktails at the Maxfield residence and then continued with dinner at La Caille, located in Little Cottonwood Canyon.
With Sandy and Andrew.
This wasn’t our first time to La Caille — we’d had dinner there in July. (Click here for that post, and photos of the grounds and interior.) The atmosphere was much more festive on this occasion. A good time was had by all.
By the way, the red dress I wore for the occasion was the evening gown I had custom-sewn for my high school graduation ball. I got more wear out of what could have been a one-time-wear dress after I had it shortened to cocktail-length.