Like Thanksgiving, justtwomorethings and I (and the melon) flew home for the holidays. This time I managed to get a groupon for a charter service out of Morristown–it actually ended up cheaper (since I didn’t have to pay extra for the melon) and included parking, 1 checked bag, and breakfast in the fare. Also, I didn’t have to go through security, and could show up only 30 min ahead of departure.
Our parents greeted us with more wonderful food (including some cute Xmas cookies). Mia, on the other hand, was not sure whether or not to be happy that more human servants were around, or dismayed that the melon keep following her around to tweak her tale and naps kept getting interrupted by forced snuggles/cries of how cute she was (it’s very hard to be a pretty little kitty).
On Xmas day, we always opened our presents in the morning and then trooped off to the movies in the afternoon. Our parents and I saw the last Hobbit movie–justtwomorethings saw something else, as The Hobbit was her least favorite book. But the day after Xmas, the parents and justtwomorethings took a weekend road trip to Wisconsin in search of cheese and beer while I stayed to look after the cats. I didn’t mind–it was relaxing and I got to cuddle them 🙂
New Year’s Eve and Day were low-key this year–no traveling, so we all got to watch the televised festivities at home in comfortable PJs before exchanging kisses and drinks when the ball dropped (Mango was not pleased to receive a boozy kiss from his mom, and ran away; Mia hid in the guest room).
justtwomorethings and I had to work on Christmas Eve (boo) so I dashed out of the office yesterday afternoon, grabbed the kitty, a quick nap and a coffee before picking justtwomorethings up from the airport, and driving the rest of the way home to our parents. Mia-cat wasn’t sure if she was happy that she now had more potential human servants or dismayed that we had also brought Mango-cat with us. I shoved my presents under the tree and went to bed.
Christmas at our place is pretty informal, but we still hold to a few traditions. Presents are not opened until everyone is up, stockings are done first in the family room, then under-the-tree presents on the floor in front of the tree. And yes, the kitties join in, and I was relieved to find that Mia did like her sushi-shaped cat toys from Target. Lunch varies, but always is some very yummy home-cooked meal with an Asian tilt–this year was pot roast with spicy apricot glaze; sticky rice stuffing with Chinese sausage, mushrooms, soy sauce and various other delicious sundries; fish in black bean sauce; and stir-fried watercress. Then, in the afternoon, we went to the movies–Hobbit 2 for Mom, Dad and me, American Hustle for justtwomorethings.
Lots of nice presents, good fun, and family. Nice!
Popped into NYC for a quick weekend of shopping and hanging out with friends. Naturally, the weather gods decided to flip on the wet, windy, icy, blizzard:
Yes, that is a waterfall in the very back. Query what that water bill must be like to keep it from freezing.
I did see the drunkenness that was Santacon attendees rambling all over the place, but ditched photographing that in favor of some more touristy sights (since hey, I’m once again one of them):
As usual, Thanksgiving feast was so delicious that I forgot to photograph it in the middle of first stuffing my face and then falling into a food coma. However, I did remember to take pictures of the holiday decorations we put up afterwards (our family is a staunch believer in keeping Christmas boxed until at least the day after Thanksgiving. The tree:
And, since it’s our family, extra stockings for the cats. Plural. This photo shows one stocking. For one cat. There’s a second (not shown). For the other cat. They don’t share.
Admittedly, I did bring something home for the cats myself, though it was as much science experiment as indulgence. It’s a little stuffed toy chipmunk that raises its head and wiggles its butt when you press down on its back. As a dedicated reader/mocker of entropyenator’s travails with her adorable little serial killer of even smaller animals, I was curious as to whether the toy would trigger any instincts (in Mango or in the other family furball, Mia, who is has been known to snag a big bug or two). Sadly, nothing past a careful paw-poke and some wary circling of the little chipmunk.
Family cat staredown