And then at some point she probably would have sung the little "Pa-a-a-a-ncaaaaakes" Gregorian chant, because it makes me laugh, after which we both could have participated in the eggnog observation. ("I want to get a little bit drunk . . . but I also want pancakes!")
Instead, I had to keep that all in my head for nearly 24 hours so that I could share it with you in a journal entry that very probably makes no sense to the majority of people reading it. Life is odd for me at the moment.