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busy Saturday
Jan. 18th, 2026 03:33 pmWe were underway early, yesterday. We loaded the car with artwork and were out by 10 am. We went down to the Ronald McDonald House, to install our latest exhibition of members' work. It took a little longer than usual, but we got it done and went downtown for lunch.
The snow falling was pretty, but the wind was biting cold. We walked over to a gallery where a friend was giving a gallery talk at her opening. Then we drove to a friend's for a party, stopping on the way to pick up our offerings.
Doug and Susan were having a hygge party.
There was a full house, which seems to go against the idea of hygge. I didn't know many people there. Had conversations with a few. It was nice, though not too exciting. Doug had a fire going outside, and kept trying to get people to go out there. Finally, he said he was going out there, and I decided that since we were getting out coats on to leave anyway, we might as well join him for a while. It was not that great. It was cold out, and I pretty much had to stand up against the fire to be warmed (on only one side of me), and the smoke rose straight into my eyes. And of course we were suffused with smoke. That didn't bother me much, but Cindy hated it. But then a few people started sledding down the hill. Cindy joined them for one run. I'm not winter averse, but nothing about that appealed to me.
It ended up being a long day. I was v. tired, yawning all the way home.
The snow falling was pretty, but the wind was biting cold. We walked over to a gallery where a friend was giving a gallery talk at her opening. Then we drove to a friend's for a party, stopping on the way to pick up our offerings.
Doug and Susan were having a hygge party.
Hard to pronounce, hygge ("hooga", H(Y)OO-gÉ™ ) is difficult to explain, too. In brief, hygge is about taking time away from the daily rush to be together with people you care about - or even by yourself - to relax and enjoy life's quieter pleasures.
Hygge is often about informal time together with family or close friends. Typically, the setting is at home or another quiet location, or perhaps a picnic during the summer months. It usually involves sharing a meal and wine or beer, or hot chocolate and a bowl of candy if children are included. There is no agenda. You celebrate the small joys of life, or maybe discuss deeper topics. It is an opportunity to unwind and take things slow.
There was a full house, which seems to go against the idea of hygge. I didn't know many people there. Had conversations with a few. It was nice, though not too exciting. Doug had a fire going outside, and kept trying to get people to go out there. Finally, he said he was going out there, and I decided that since we were getting out coats on to leave anyway, we might as well join him for a while. It was not that great. It was cold out, and I pretty much had to stand up against the fire to be warmed (on only one side of me), and the smoke rose straight into my eyes. And of course we were suffused with smoke. That didn't bother me much, but Cindy hated it. But then a few people started sledding down the hill. Cindy joined them for one run. I'm not winter averse, but nothing about that appealed to me.
It ended up being a long day. I was v. tired, yawning all the way home.
