The Holidays
It's always so sad when the holidays come to a close. My oldest sister departs back to the midwest with her kids tomorrow. My parents' house has emptied. Gabe and I are back home and attempting to put everything in order before we dive back into everyday life.
These holidays were really nice. I got to spend a lot of time at my parents', which I really haven't done much of since graduating and getting married. Not to say that isn't to be expected, but it was nice to feel like I was home again. They always take such good care of their kids. Gabe and I pretty much could have a car and come and go as we pleased (though mostly we stayed home). There was also LOTS of VERY good food. I'm already lamenting the end of the filo dough (sp?)mushroom hors d'oeurves my father makes. They were present on many occaisions during the past 2 weeks, to the point that I started craving them.
Also, my mom took good care of my in terms of winter footwear. During undergrad (and before) I generally wore my Teva sandals in the snow. Even if it was a good enough accumulation that my feet were submerged in snow. I just hate shoes and avoid wearing them, so if I'm just going to the grocery store and back, what's the harm in wearing sandals? As always, moms know best. It must have been around junior or senior year of MIT that my mother discovered Uggs and got me a pair. Footwear I actually liked and agreed to readily wear! However, with the recent snowfall, I discovered that my old Uggs have sprung a leak and furthermore the inner sole is completely warn down. My mom, having found this out, determined to get my a new pair, so she took me Ugg shopping. It was also just nice to have some time alone with her to chat.
Along the lines of quality conversation time, my two sisters, mother and I had a girls night, during which my father and Gabe were in charge of my 4 nephews (Prince Caspian helped pass the time in a way that kept most sane). The women went out for Chinese food at a nice place about 5-10 mins from my parents' and we managed to spend about 3 hrs probably discussing love, life, pursuit of happiness, Phantom of the Opera, etc. You know, girl stuff. Sadly, no discussion of literature at that dinner, but lit did rear its marvellous cranium at a big family gathering last night, so I got something of a fix. But girls' night was very fun. It felt good to sit down and talk about the important stuff with the people closest to me.
In addition to the wonderful people and tasty food, I'm also mourning the loss of all the space my parents' house has as well as the setting, namely suburbia. I get sick of the city with its constant noise and hoards of people. I'll miss the sudden lack of games in my life, which over the past two weeks mostly consisted of Boggle and Bridge. I'm sure Gabe and I will play some games together, but it's not the same. I'll also miss being able to help out around the place, esp. after big meals when there's a lot of clean up. It always feels like one of the best ways to express my gratitude for the generousity I receive.
And I miss (right now, as I write this) being able to go to bed at whatever hour I choose because the following day doesn't require me to be up at any particular time.
These holidays were really nice. I got to spend a lot of time at my parents', which I really haven't done much of since graduating and getting married. Not to say that isn't to be expected, but it was nice to feel like I was home again. They always take such good care of their kids. Gabe and I pretty much could have a car and come and go as we pleased (though mostly we stayed home). There was also LOTS of VERY good food. I'm already lamenting the end of the filo dough (sp?)mushroom hors d'oeurves my father makes. They were present on many occaisions during the past 2 weeks, to the point that I started craving them.
Also, my mom took good care of my in terms of winter footwear. During undergrad (and before) I generally wore my Teva sandals in the snow. Even if it was a good enough accumulation that my feet were submerged in snow. I just hate shoes and avoid wearing them, so if I'm just going to the grocery store and back, what's the harm in wearing sandals? As always, moms know best. It must have been around junior or senior year of MIT that my mother discovered Uggs and got me a pair. Footwear I actually liked and agreed to readily wear! However, with the recent snowfall, I discovered that my old Uggs have sprung a leak and furthermore the inner sole is completely warn down. My mom, having found this out, determined to get my a new pair, so she took me Ugg shopping. It was also just nice to have some time alone with her to chat.
Along the lines of quality conversation time, my two sisters, mother and I had a girls night, during which my father and Gabe were in charge of my 4 nephews (Prince Caspian helped pass the time in a way that kept most sane). The women went out for Chinese food at a nice place about 5-10 mins from my parents' and we managed to spend about 3 hrs probably discussing love, life, pursuit of happiness, Phantom of the Opera, etc. You know, girl stuff. Sadly, no discussion of literature at that dinner, but lit did rear its marvellous cranium at a big family gathering last night, so I got something of a fix. But girls' night was very fun. It felt good to sit down and talk about the important stuff with the people closest to me.
In addition to the wonderful people and tasty food, I'm also mourning the loss of all the space my parents' house has as well as the setting, namely suburbia. I get sick of the city with its constant noise and hoards of people. I'll miss the sudden lack of games in my life, which over the past two weeks mostly consisted of Boggle and Bridge. I'm sure Gabe and I will play some games together, but it's not the same. I'll also miss being able to help out around the place, esp. after big meals when there's a lot of clean up. It always feels like one of the best ways to express my gratitude for the generousity I receive.
And I miss (right now, as I write this) being able to go to bed at whatever hour I choose because the following day doesn't require me to be up at any particular time.