And quite frankly – no. I’m not sad.
We had our holiday. It was the day marked on our calendar all year. We had a fantastic holiday – with a delicious dinner, family and fun gifts. It was everything we had hoped for.
Today did not feel like a holiday.
[Oddly, and perhaps the topic of another post – it doesn’t feel as much like a holiday in public, either, as I’m used to. Anyone else feel like there’s a bit of spark missing?]
The girls left wondering what sorts of stuff they’d accumulate while gone, dreading the heat, and looking forward to seeing loved ones.
Me [to E]: Are you excited to go to [state]?
Me: What would you do if the flight was canceled right now?
E: JUMP FOR JOY!!
Me: Honey – you just said you were excited
E: That’s because that’s what you wanted me to say. You want me to be happy, and excited, and so that’s what I said, but I’d rather stay home.
J was a little nervous last night that the plane would crash. Which made me a bit nervous. To say the least. I cuddled with her in her bed until she fell asleep, feeling safe in her mommy’s arms, and there was little sign of the fear this a.m.
They got on the plane without incident. And I know they’ll have a good time, because a) they often do, and b) they’re at their grandmother’s house, and she works hard to spend time with them and make sure they have a good time. In age appropriate wys.
They brought gifts, they brought summer clothes. They’ll have fun.
Beloved and I went shopping at Whole Foods on our way back from the airport, and we bought filet mignon, scallops, jumbo shrimp, the fixins for scalloped potatoes, asparagus, fancy olives, fancy cheeses, and anything else that was too-expensive-for-kids and delicious.
Then we came home and took a giant NAP (I am a bit under the weather, and airport-wake-up-time was 5 a.m.) We got up, and I went to the liquor store to buy the ingredients for gimlets and martinis, since my parents endowed me with a new bar set, and then we went to a MOVIE!
We saw No Country for Old Men. I liked it. I think Beloved did, too.
Then he made bacon-wrapped scallops and grilled asparagus, and I tried a specialty Gimlet featured at a bar up the street (it’s yummy … a traditional gimlet with a splash of Chambord Liquer to color/taste things up a bit).
Christmas day’s agenda?
- sleep until we don’t feel tired anymore
- go see “I Am Legend”
- Then skip over to “Sweeney Todd”
- Come home – where I may do work. Like, lawyer-work.
- He will make dinner — the filets, the potatoes, some green beans.
- While I nibble on cheese and olives and make more gimlets. We found the martinis to be way too strong and straight. I should check into the fruity ones for another time – but for now, all the stores are closed.
- Then we’ll watch a movie at home.
No stress, no pressure.
Just the two of us, good movies and good food – while knowing that the girls are spending time with people who love them, and that they are happy.
If they’re not happy – E has her cell phone on her, and she can let me know without permission or supervision.
Ahhhh, children growing up. How nice.
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