A progressive Christmas

Some people have progressive dinners moving from house to house from appetizers to dessert.  We are having a progressive Christmas.  We started in Leesburg sharing an amazing dinner with Kama and her family. Jon was an engaging dinner companion with stories from across the pond with his mates. J willingly shared the limelight with his big brother, and added his thoughts.  Both guys made quick decisions to snap up the last two rockfish and finished off with a hot pumpkin brownie and ice cream topped with s dollop of whip creme.  

Next morning we headed over to see my Mom. The hardest part of visiting is that I can't just pop in for an hour frequently. I try to squeeze in a months worth of conversation into a few hours. The plan for phase three was a visit with Meagan's family that included dinner in Hampden followed by walk on Christmas street to see the lights.  This is where the plan took a detour.  Meagan and I ended up at the ER for ten hours in search of drugs for a painful pinched nerve in her neck.  The guys carried on admirably with dinner and Christmas lights.  Kudos to Mike and Bruce for sending over power plugs for my phone/IPad and a late night snack.  

We are back home for a week to share Christmas dinner with friends and my oldest son before we head to Charleston for a visit with my youngest son and family.  Then a football Saturday to cheer for UNC in the Belk Bowl.  

Our plan is to bring in the new year in West Virginia.  Our superstition is if we wake up on New Years morning to snow in WV it will be a good year.  So hope for snow because we need a good year.  

Hubby has been feeling a little down in his socks without some family in residence to liven up Christmas.  I confess to doing a minimalist job of decorating, feeling a little ho-hum myself.  We will have to give some thought to what to do next year.  

Wonderful wild WV

We haven't been to WV for winter for two years.  Last time we came up right after Thanksgiving to set up the tree and provision the house for a week with the kids at Christmas and then fate intervened.  So here we are today.  We brought up a flat screen tv for the family roon and hubby's first run down the bunny slope. Big question will he get the ski bug again and we will come up and spend time here?   I don't ski, I like being here, low stress, where else can you wear your pj's under your ski pants at the grocery store?   But a bored hubby in 1750 sq ft, with ice on the steps, and snow on the roads is not my idea of fun.  I don't even have enough spices up here to alphabetize.