Monday, November 28, 2011

how to relax over the holidays

Go to someone elses house. heh.

After some 20+ years of hosting ... Thanksgiving, Christmas Eve, Christmas morning or Christmas brunch or Christmas dinner, Easter even Mothers day - perhaps all of these in the same year.
We had the unique opportunity to ...not.

This year my attractively-aging wife and I were hosted by our daughter - who seemingly loves to cook and entertain. She makes it all seem so effortless (and tasty). Ah, to be young.

This meant there was no holiday pre-clean. No shopping or cooking or basting and stirring. We didn't vacuum ...twice (thanks Free dog). We didn't rent tables and set up rooms in odd configurations to handle the masses. We didn't create a space for hors devours or a makeshift wine bar.

Instead - we lingered over coffee. We watched the parade, and scuffed around in jammies like it was a Sunday morning.

Later that day, we ate, we drank, we helped clear some dishes.

Then we stuffed ourselves into our car, and rolled home.

Where there was no post holiday cleaning, no crumbs ground into the furniture, no mountains of empties to rinse and put out. No dishes hidden under the sofa. Not a wine spill to be found.

I felt so lazy.

I could get used to this.


elf said...

Ah, the torch has been passed. We joined my father, sister and her husband at a locale restaurant for a prix fixe, three course meal avec libations. Yep, pretty nice way to spend Thanksgiving - eating, drinking and no cleaning.

the only daughter said...

I'm eagerly awaiting a passing of the torch. Son, Daughter, either will do. :-)

e said...

I love it when the next generation steps up...

poet said...

I am happy to read that you had a relaxing holiday dinner. How nice that the torch has passed. Is it going to be like that for your Christmas Celebration as well?

maxine said...

Love this. I could have been put out that I wasn't asked to cook t day, but I chose to see it as a gift to not have to cook. It was awesome...just the right amount of pork belly on my plate next to my ham...