For all my moping about not being able to spend Christmas with my parents, I got myself in gear, bought two stockings (ours were at my parents’ house), and hung them off the aquarium. It worked quite well and once I gave myself a little push, I had a very nice time.
We spent Christmas Eve with Mr. Vaughn’s family. We slept in until 10 on Christmas Day, opened our gifts, ate the baked French toast I made, had a Lord of the Rings marathon, and Mr. Vaughn made dinner. It was pan-seared steaks with mushrooms and red wine, potato gratin, roasted Brussels sprouts, Spanish red wine, and cherry crumb pie. The pie was store-bought (and not nearly as good as my mother’s) but the dinner was delicious and we had a nice relaxing day.
Best of all? We got to spend the day with the cats. They’re the one thing I miss when we’re gone on the holidays.