It's not that I didn't have turkey and dressing and all the traditional food items. That was delicious. But, with the exception of four people, I was with total strangers. WEIRD.
That has never happened before and if I have any way of preventing it, it will never happen again. I'm sorry but that is the one day that I either want to be with family and precluding that, long-time friends - like for 30 years or so.
I usually trek to Houston for my semi-annual pilgrimage of family, friends and food. This year I just didn't.........WEIRD. In addition I could have flown to Colorado to be with the Gypsy Kids. Instead we sat and talked on the webcam. Well that is cheaper and not nearly as exhausting as flying during the holidays. WEIRD
I'm promising myself that barring any unforeseen circumstances, I'll be in Colorado with the Gypsy Kids next year, cooking, baking and loving on TWO little babies, Matilda and the Baby Boy who is coming into this world on January 5th WOO HOO.
Lucky Seven - yes, this will be the seventh and probably the last grandbaby. The heck with turkey, I'll just want to snuggle and hold those precious little fingers and toes, read to Matilda and cook for the family.
I guess I'll never get over being a Mom and Grammy. Why should I?