A different kind of Christmas
“This is my Christmas,” our friend remarked, a huge grin on his face.
And he was right–it was Christmas.
Whenever the Sunshine Social Club meets, it’s a holiday.
And, let it be known, that the Sunshine Social Club is NOT at all like the Ya-Yas. No, the Sunshine Social Club has none of the vindictive flair of the Ya-Yas. And the husbands are a part of things too, not like those Ya-Yas who left them out of the fun. There’s a lot love. And laughter. No matter what.
I’m lucky to be a petite bebe for the Sunshine Social Club.
We were able to meet for food and wine after the Thanksgiving holiday. The women, the husband’s, the children, and even the grandchildren (where applicable).
It had been a long time since we’d all been together. And Lloyd had it write, it was just like Christmas.
There’s something special about being with people who like you–just as you are.
We were at the house on the farm. Cats purred in the kitchen. Several of us clustered around the kitchen table. Glasses of wine in our hands. Cookies, pies, and other sweet nibbles on our plates.
And it was wonderful.
My Second Mother joked to her new boyfriend about her relationship to me, Tennessee accent on full blast and a grin bigger than what you’d find on a little kid on Christmas morning, “I’m her adoptive Mother, you know.”
Which led to an out-cry from the other women. “We are ALL her other Mothers. The Sunshine Social Club.”
And they are.
My family in Georgia is more than just my immediate family.
It’s the special people you know are there through thick and thin.
If I had a real problem, even down in Florida, I’m sure Lloyd would get in his truck and come down to help me out.
Even just going out to dinner–we run into several members of the Sunshine Social Club. Who (every time I see them) tell me they love me, that I’m beautiful, and ask fifty million questions about my life. (Many of which tend to deal with why I don’t come visit more often or about my love life. I’ve learned never tell any of them ANYTHING about what’s going on in my love life. Love them to death, but what they don’t know won’t hurt them….)
|My Mama, with some of the Sunshine Social club.|
They are wonderful. And I’m grateful to be a part of the family. A part of the Club.
It makes coming home to Georgia that much better, every single time. 🙂
And here’s one of our favorite appetizer recipes for our parties. Georgia sweet and spicy pecans.
There’s nothing like them!
Sweet & Spicy Georgia Pecans
1 pound fresh Georgia pecans, halved
3 tablespoons maple syrup
1/3-1/2 teaspoon cayenne pepper
1/2 or more kosher salt
1/2 teaspoon chili powder
Combine ingredients. Cook on parchment paper for eight minutes at 400 degrees. Let cool thoroughly before storing.