So, firstly happy belated b-day
ivy_pep. I don't know how the day slipped by me!
Okay then. I was going to post as a reply to
raencloud's post, but thought it would be worthy to be an entry all my own.
This is the first time since we've moved to Michigan that I've felt a true pang of homesickness. Oh, sure, I miss people and stuff, but not in that home-sickey way. This will be my first holidays out of Connecticut. When I was at school in Boston...well, Boston's not horribly far away now is it? Only 90 minutes...2 hours by bus. So I was always home for Thanksgiving and Christmas. But it's a bit far to drive for less than taking 4 days...and even that pushes it (1 day of driving each way, then 2 in the place you've gone to). My mom is coming out for a long weekend the weekend before Christmas, but Thanksgiving has always been my favorite. Probably because it's food oriented, and I'm sure when I was a kid I liked Christmas better, but from teens on it was always about turkey day. We all get out and can just hang out because no one is preoccupied with opening gifts and tinkering with them and all. And there's always more than one person hanging out with the cooker, so they get to be part of it. And I really like my family - they are awesome to hang out with.
We are going to Ian's parents, where they have over his mom's side of the family, which seems to be about the same size as I'm used to, and Ian has cousins that are between his and my ages. I still don't have the names straight, which doesn't help. They all seem very nice from the half a dozen gatherings I've seen them at. But my family is really odd and quirky and awesome and I never saw them more than a few gatherings a year but I won't get to catch up.
*sigh*
Time for some tea to un-blah, then bed.