I myself had a rather calm holiday. My parents visited two weeks prior so the frenetic energy associated with out-of-town visitors was not something I had to contend with during Christmas itself. I have a very large extended family with whom, as a child, I spent most major holidays. But, since getting older and the passing-on of my grandparents, I haven't see much of my numerous aunts, uncles, and cousins. In a way, it's a relief but, likewise, there's nothing that reminds you it's Christmas quite like coordinated (non-ironically) hideous sweaters and watching your family's matriarch get familiar with a bottle of Chambord.
I am blessed with a little family unit of my own now which, at present, consists of my dear boyfriend, our ostensibly nameless cat, and several (named) houseplants. They are all sources of immense joy to me (well, mostly the cat and boyfriend; the plants are nice, though).
I stayed up until the wee hours of Christmas morning finishing Tim's stocking so I could fill it full of the assorted candies and such I'd gotten for him, all the while watching every Christmas special Netflix had to offer.
It was pleasing, sitting back in exhaustion as I finished the last of far too many duplicate stitches (why did I think it was ever a good idea to leave that much embellishment?), looking over at Tim who could barely manage to keep his head up-- all because he didn't want to go to bed without me.
Christmas day was lovely. I managed to scrape together the funds and forethought to get Tim a nice present that he thoroughly didn't expect. It was also nice to get it out of my closet where it had been hidding since before Thanksgiving.
I myself was the pleased-as-punch recipient of a gorgeous full set of ChiaoGoo interchangeable lace knitting needles. I have only played with two sizes of needles as of yet-- but they're, so far, entirely great. I also received some cute stuffed Pokemon because Pokemon are the ultimate expression of affection in our household.
Even our cat (miraculously) liked his new toys. He didn't even disdain them a little!
I made a massive (vegan) lasagne for dinner and we had some of our good friend over for some clay-related crafts and the viewing of the Doctor Who Christmas special. I even got into the spirit of the occasion by casting on this little ditty:
Ten points to Slytherin to anyone who knows what this project is/will be.
All and all, it was a lovely day. Tim and I even managed a nap during the day with our fat, orange cat greedily hogging the blankets between us. It was perfect.
I only hope everyone was so lucky.
Now, onto a prosperous New Year.
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