Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve is better than Christmas. I like the anticipation, the movies, the music, and by Christmas morning all of that is mostly over, and within hours the day feels ordinary again.

But today feels special, even if you don’t do anything particularly special.

My plan: goof off. I’m going to Anthropologie and Sephora, but if they’re too insane I’ll leave immediately. Then it’s reading and the Alastair Sim and Mister Magoo versions of the Christmas Carol, and I still haven’t decided if I’m getting a pedicure, but maybe that.

I think I forgot to say this: thank you Senate for repealing Don’t Ask Don’t Tell and for voting for the 9/11 bill.

This fantastic day-glo tree is in the window of a store on Perry Street.


Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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