I'm still allowed to recap Christmas, right? Is anyone else confused about what day of the week it is? Hubs has been off since the 17th and daughters have been coming and going, and I wake up and have to really think about what day it is. Hmmm...maybe I've had one too many Christmas cookies?
We spent the Saturday before Christmas in the city. There is nothing like New York City at Christmastime and everyone should experience the magic at least once in their lifetime.
It was a wee bit chilly, but you can't let a little thing like cold weather in December keep you away.
Please disregard my crazy hair. Being warm was more important, and we were determined to see "the tree"
And some of the fabulous storefronts too.
Harry Winston does it up right, doesn't he? After we saw the lights and sights we headed to dinner at Bobby Flay's Bar Americain. The girls and I tweeted him as we were seated, but he didn't make it in while we were there. The food was still wonderful and we love dining here.
When it comes to grilling a steak, my hubs could give Bobby a run for his money. He braved the frigid temps to cook our Christmas Eve entree and the girls and I made a pretty salad, brussel sprouts with pancetta, and sauteed mushrooms to accompany the Bedrock sized Ribeyes. Hubs refers to these as yabbadabbado steaks.
After supper, but before the Christmas cookies, we attended a beautiful church service. I never tire of voices joined in Silent Night in a candlelit sanctuary the night before Christmas. Falling snow greeted us as we made our way out of church. Christmas Eve bliss.
We came home and the girls and I opened our traditional pjs and then we all settled onto the couch to watch A Christmas Story.
Christmas morning dawned sunny and white.
But first!! Must get that picture on the stairs~
Everyone was happy with their gifts and my girls managed to really surprise me with one of theirs. They purchased the domain name for my blog. That means something, but Daughter1 has to explain it to me.
And set it up for me.
And then tell me what's different, but it's something.
I'm going to be a dot.com.
I surprised hubs with a chainsaw.
His life is now complete.
FYI-you're never too old for Disney...
After stockings and breakfast and prezzies we piled into the car and headed to my mom's house in South Jersey. We had Christmas dinner at my brother's house and my sister in law made my favorite ham and pineapple stuffing. There were more presents and chaos and time to enjoy aunts and uncles and cousins my girls don't see nearly often enough.
We spent the night in South Jersey because my big sis has a birthday the day after Christmas and a fuss must be made. My younger sister and her hubs hosted the birthday dinner at their home in Philadelphia where there was yet another fabulous meal. Christmas is a lot about the eating, right? January will be about the sugar detox.
p.s-that calendar hasn't turned yet so we are still free to finish off the rest of our cookies.
My nephew got some fun things for Christmas this year. Here's hub showing him how to work the very official Batwatch. Hubs will say he was just being a helpful uncle, but we all know he was having a little too much fun flashing that Bat symbol all over everywhere.
Hey nephew! Here's what happens when you leave your 20-something cousins unattended with your creatures. ahem.
My sister really should have consulted me before she told Santa to get that one. If you have kids the age of mine you'd successfully blocked the whole Furby/Tamagotchi/toys that talk and need 'babysitting' while your real kids are at school kind of thing. They're back and they're smarter and they still don't turn off. Here's a tip-they need to sleep in a darkened closet deprived of any sensory stimulation. You're welcome.
Daughter1 had to be at work bright and early Thursday morning so we had to take her to the Amtrak station in Philly after dinner. Boo.
It was a lovely Christmas. We eke everything from it that we can...the love, the warmth, the sense of wonder. We hold tightly to all that Christmas means, and as it fades from memory the calendar turns and December is within reach once more.
God is good like that.
"I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year." Charles Dickens