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Recalling Christmas
Jan. 2nd, 2014 10:30 pmWe ended up having to change our travel plans rather quickly (for reasons I'll probably go into in another post, since this one is meant to be happy in tone), meaning we left almost a week earlier than originally intended. I still haven't sent out a single Christmas card, but intend to work on them this week. I figure as long as I get them in the mail by Twelfth Night, I'm good. Right?
Anyway, all things considered, it was a pretty decent Christmas... I love my in-laws and really value the time I get to spend with them (some of you may not know, but I was actually friends with two of my sisters-in-law before I ever dated their brother... and, in fact, it was one of his younger sisters who dared me into asking him out in the first place). And having grown up as an only child, often living far away from extended family, I don't think I'll ever get tired of having huge family Christmases!
So, some highlights:
My father-in-law is a retired chemistry professor (or, more accurately, he's a professor emeritus) and shortly before we got into town he'd seen a photo floating around Facebook of a "Chemist-Tree." He decided he had to build his own: ( Pic of the Chemist-Tree under the cut. )
I have a tradition of making trifle for Christmas... and this year was no different, with my standard layered dessert of pound cake, fruit, Jell-O and custard. What was different was the last minute decision to try to make an extra one that could be eaten by all of the various allergic people in the household. We have one severe (and several mild) nut allergies, a coconut allergy, a corn allergy (believe me, this was probably the hardest to work around), some berry allergies and my problems with cow's milk. I fell asleep thinking about this the night before Christmas Eve and ( woke up in the morning with a bit of a brainstorm. )
The other thing that happened Christmas Eve was that I gave myself a festive slight concussion. ( Yeah, really. )
Something that more than made up for the concussion, though, was Rackham's present for me. It took me completely by surprise and I actually started crying when I unwrapped it. ( Pic under the cut )
Crossposted from my Livejournal.
Anyway, all things considered, it was a pretty decent Christmas... I love my in-laws and really value the time I get to spend with them (some of you may not know, but I was actually friends with two of my sisters-in-law before I ever dated their brother... and, in fact, it was one of his younger sisters who dared me into asking him out in the first place). And having grown up as an only child, often living far away from extended family, I don't think I'll ever get tired of having huge family Christmases!
So, some highlights:
My father-in-law is a retired chemistry professor (or, more accurately, he's a professor emeritus) and shortly before we got into town he'd seen a photo floating around Facebook of a "Chemist-Tree." He decided he had to build his own: ( Pic of the Chemist-Tree under the cut. )
I have a tradition of making trifle for Christmas... and this year was no different, with my standard layered dessert of pound cake, fruit, Jell-O and custard. What was different was the last minute decision to try to make an extra one that could be eaten by all of the various allergic people in the household. We have one severe (and several mild) nut allergies, a coconut allergy, a corn allergy (believe me, this was probably the hardest to work around), some berry allergies and my problems with cow's milk. I fell asleep thinking about this the night before Christmas Eve and ( woke up in the morning with a bit of a brainstorm. )
The other thing that happened Christmas Eve was that I gave myself a festive slight concussion. ( Yeah, really. )
Something that more than made up for the concussion, though, was Rackham's present for me. It took me completely by surprise and I actually started crying when I unwrapped it. ( Pic under the cut )
Crossposted from my Livejournal.
