Before I left for NY, I had 2 days to take care of some things around my end that needed to get done. But I still didn't have all the time I needed. The morning I left I put my NY winter coat next to my door so I wouldn't forget it. ... I forgot it, remembering it when I was well past Baltimore. But mom went out and bought me a new one. Thanks mom! It'll come in handy in Virginia for all of 2 days. But her love and thoughtfulness was there and I did appreciate it since it was so friggin' cold! That bitchin' coat is toasty as all get out, I felt like a pig in a blanket!! I ate some of those too, while I was home.
The snow - damn it to hades, I hate snow. The pics are of the street my parents live on. There was more snow to come. Oh yes, I hate snow.
You'll recall that my grandfather passed away (love ya gramps) in June. I said my eulogy then. My Aunt loved it so much that she wanted me to write it out for her. I did better and made a presentation in a frame for her and all the family. Seemed to go over pretty well as a Christmas present because we had non-stop guests all week. It was great seeing everyone, but it left me with little time to do anything that I wanted since there was much other stuff planned in between visits, shopping, planned visits I had prearranged and the holidays. I almost didn't have time to visit with my closest buddy from college. And that would not have been good because I had his daughters Christmas presents to deliver. I think of myself as their pseudo-uncle.
Christmas Eve was exciting. Unanticipated guests showed up in advance of the planned time and stayed a while. Then the planned crowd started to stream in slowly. By 8:00pm all were on board to begin the real festivities (we can drink, and so can my mother apparently). The final guest that left was my cousin. He left at 4:00am. I'm not sure I have ever been up that late with my mother and father still awake and "entertaining". My folks are fairly quiet, but not this time. Dad was telling stories and mom was drinking and carrying on. All the fuss and stress of preparing seemed to wash away. I was glad for that.
I gave my family "last-name" key rings made by NobamaGirl's husband. Dad immediately set his to working. Mom is using hers currently as a counter decoration delicately poised to let all those that enter, be warned of who's house they have entered. I gave my mother a Celtic-throw to place on her bed (or wherever) because it matches the mahogany furniture. Dad doesn't need anything. So I got the sugar freak a huge crystal container filled with about 15 pounds of Jelly Belly jelly beans. You'd think he'd be diabetic, but no. I know my pop so well. He loved it. Mom went immediately into the bedroom and draped her bed with the throw. Looks pretty damn good and I'm glad she likes it. She's so picky!!
When I did meet up with my college friend, he wanted to see a movie. So we went to see "The Day the Earth Stood Still" starring Keanu Reeves and Jennifer Connolly. Visually appealing, but the original is much better. And I've sort of grown disgruntled with the politically correct environmentalist messages in movies since "Happy Feet" with the jiggity penguin. But it's always great too see my friend. My gifts to his girls were not repeats, so I was happy for that. They both seem to be perpetually stuck in Hanna Montana and Dora the Explorer mode. I can't wait for them to grow up a bit more.
The drive back was a Nascar driver's nightmare. Traffic on the NJ Turnpike was 10-20 mph if not a dead stop. I swear every state has raised their tolls again. Seems to me, if the roads are that congested, that I am not getting my money's worth and I want - at the very least, a discount. Try saying that to a toll-booth operator. You'll make his/her day. So since I was sitting still so much, I rolled down the car windows and uber-blasted my music. My present to myself I suppose, and I got plenty of nasty looks. Ho Ho Ho. On to a new year folks, thanks for sticking with me. *subliminal message of positivity: I'm happy to be back to work, I'm happy to be back to work, I'm happy to be back to work*
The snow - damn it to hades, I hate snow. The pics are of the street my parents live on. There was more snow to come. Oh yes, I hate snow.
You'll recall that my grandfather passed away (love ya gramps) in June. I said my eulogy then. My Aunt loved it so much that she wanted me to write it out for her. I did better and made a presentation in a frame for her and all the family. Seemed to go over pretty well as a Christmas present because we had non-stop guests all week. It was great seeing everyone, but it left me with little time to do anything that I wanted since there was much other stuff planned in between visits, shopping, planned visits I had prearranged and the holidays. I almost didn't have time to visit with my closest buddy from college. And that would not have been good because I had his daughters Christmas presents to deliver. I think of myself as their pseudo-uncle.
Christmas Eve was exciting. Unanticipated guests showed up in advance of the planned time and stayed a while. Then the planned crowd started to stream in slowly. By 8:00pm all were on board to begin the real festivities (we can drink, and so can my mother apparently). The final guest that left was my cousin. He left at 4:00am. I'm not sure I have ever been up that late with my mother and father still awake and "entertaining". My folks are fairly quiet, but not this time. Dad was telling stories and mom was drinking and carrying on. All the fuss and stress of preparing seemed to wash away. I was glad for that.
I gave my family "last-name" key rings made by NobamaGirl's husband. Dad immediately set his to working. Mom is using hers currently as a counter decoration delicately poised to let all those that enter, be warned of who's house they have entered. I gave my mother a Celtic-throw to place on her bed (or wherever) because it matches the mahogany furniture. Dad doesn't need anything. So I got the sugar freak a huge crystal container filled with about 15 pounds of Jelly Belly jelly beans. You'd think he'd be diabetic, but no. I know my pop so well. He loved it. Mom went immediately into the bedroom and draped her bed with the throw. Looks pretty damn good and I'm glad she likes it. She's so picky!!
When I did meet up with my college friend, he wanted to see a movie. So we went to see "The Day the Earth Stood Still" starring Keanu Reeves and Jennifer Connolly. Visually appealing, but the original is much better. And I've sort of grown disgruntled with the politically correct environmentalist messages in movies since "Happy Feet" with the jiggity penguin. But it's always great too see my friend. My gifts to his girls were not repeats, so I was happy for that. They both seem to be perpetually stuck in Hanna Montana and Dora the Explorer mode. I can't wait for them to grow up a bit more.
The drive back was a Nascar driver's nightmare. Traffic on the NJ Turnpike was 10-20 mph if not a dead stop. I swear every state has raised their tolls again. Seems to me, if the roads are that congested, that I am not getting my money's worth and I want - at the very least, a discount. Try saying that to a toll-booth operator. You'll make his/her day. So since I was sitting still so much, I rolled down the car windows and uber-blasted my music. My present to myself I suppose, and I got plenty of nasty looks. Ho Ho Ho. On to a new year folks, thanks for sticking with me. *subliminal message of positivity: I'm happy to be back to work, I'm happy to be back to work, I'm happy to be back to work*
3 comments:
I am glad you had a fun time, despite the snow. I mssed you!!!
Glad your gifts went over well... and I have had those kinds of nights at home with the family. They are fun!! I hope to have a Euchre night in Ohio.
I hate snow too, but it sounds like it was a fab time! Glad you're home safe and sound.
All our snow in Detroit melted a few days ago cause it was 55 degrees. And what greeted Jay and I as we left a restaurant last night...4 inches of the white stuff. We keep saying we're moving to Phoenix...maybe one of these days.
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