It Was, In Fact, Better

The clusterfuck of last Thursday finally ended and I awoke Friday morning refreshed. I got out of bed before the alarm clock and made it to work before my boss – a momentous occasion for me. No one walked in front of my car on the way in, traffic didn't suck, and the whole office drama from the day before seemed to have blown over.

The weekend started with the annual Christmas Party, hosted by my boss and his wife. They are both lovely people and everyone looks forward to spending an evening chex eux.  It was my first year attending and both Husband and I welcomed the merry making with open arms. The door prizes, the excellent wine, the foie gras and a huge helping of delectable boeuf bourguignon lightened our spirits considerably. It helped, of course, that the people I work with a generally lovely. A party with even the best food and drink known to man is nothing without its guests.

Which is why Saturday was an equally nice evening. Husband spent all day in the kitchen so that we could have a little Christmas dinner with the small group of friends we’ve made since moving to Philly. The food was a hit (I was so proud of Husband. He pretends that he can’t cook but he can make his way around the kitchen quite nicely when the wants to.) and the games were jolly. The cat even loosened up enough to come out to play towards the end of the night, as further proof of the good spiritedness that was filling up our little apartment.

Our Sunday was spent recovering, naturally. We slept and cleaned and did a little light shopping. All this more than made up for the way last week’s planetary convergence (or whatever the hell it was) threw up on me, despite the fact that I am now fighting off a little cold that wants to throw up on my Christmas. Oh, but I won’t let it! I can’t! Because my mom is flying in tomorrow and nothing will come between me and time with my mommy figure. (Except work, ahem.)

Tonight are more preparations and onward ho! with the holiday! I can hardly believe it’s almost Christmas. I am completely done shopping as of tonight and then all that’s left to do is make a tart and do some laundry and buy some groceries and eat a ton of food and go to a party and WAIT for Santa to come. Considering how good I’ve been this year, I think I might even get something besides coal in my stocking. 

**Stay tuned for more gratuitous Christmas photography and a guest post from Decoybetty! Consider this surge of content after months of nothing my Christmas gift to you! (You can thank me later.)**