A few years back, my housemate gave me some US vitamins for Christmas
(expats may understand why this would be appreciated).
I knew about it in advance
and went into OTT spasms of joy and surprise as her two sons looked with
expressions wondering if they needed to institutionalize me. My housemate merely smiled.
This Christmas I’ll have to do the same.
Rick has been perplexed what to
get me. He's not a alone. As a person who already has everything she wants and who wants to keep what she has to a minimum, I'm a problem for gift givers.
When I started oohing and ahhing over a book at the Irish Museum about The Book of Kells he offered to buy it. The oohing and ahhing was truly merited with all the descriptions of methods and details.
When I am given gifts I don’t like to know in advance, but I couldn’t resist telling him "yes, yes a 1000x yes."
I now have 19 days to practice my surprise when I open it Christmas day..
I had seen an exhibition of the Book of Kells several decades ago. For
those that don’t know it is an illuminated manuscript of four gospels in Latin
created about 800.
It includes.
·
Magnificent
calligraphy
·
Traditional
iconography
·
Figures
of humans, animals
·
Celtic
knots
·
340
folios
Thus Christmas day, after we eat I plan to curl up on my bed and savor each
page, each description.
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