This year I purposely planned my annual pilgrimage back to the East Coast to coincide with Thanksgiving (and the week before) in order to avoid all the fuss and mess associated with the large snowfalls which usually accompany Christmas and New Year's in the Northeast.
And what happened? Well here's what the hell happened:
Yes! Nearly a foot and a half of snow dumped on us two days before Thanksgiving! All the homes, roadways, fields and woods in the area were transformed into a veritable Winter Wonderland - serene, peaceful, hushed, cathartic, blessed, albeit a wee bit cold and wet. But what a great early Christmas present. It's been a long time since I got to experience a good old Northeast snowstorm, it was a nearly religious experience and truly awe inspiring. It was equally amazing to be romping around in all this beautiful, fresh, newly fallen snow with my favorite big sister Jodi, nephew Tom and cousin Shaggy.
The snow itself was definitely awesome but the fact that I got to experience it with some of my nearest and dearest relatives made it even better. Jodi: it's so amazing you could get so much time off and that we got a real chance to reconnect and refocus. We also got a chance to walk, talk, hike, throw snowballs, bake cookies, drive Mom crazy (or should I say crazier), talk some more, play games, go shopping, bake some more, play more games, visit with favorite cousins (special shout-out to cousin Min) and see some old neighbors and friends. It was the absolutely perfect holiday, so much needed and appreciated.
Kudos to Tom for making the long drive and deftly negotiating family and work relationships to carve out (special Thanksgiving pun!) the sizeable amount of time he did so that we could all fully enjoy the fun and games we got to enjoy together. And I would be sorely remiss if I didn't mention that the post-Thanksgiving game of Sorry was truly epic. Jeff and Sandra were both very much missed but maybe they'll be able to make it next year... particularly if, ya know, this becomes like a tradition or something. Lastly, a special thanks to Robert for being such a great host, good sport and for introducing me to the joys of Lambrusco; most enjoyable...Bump connects Dotts...who the hell knew?
Of course I've saved the best reminiscence for last: hats off to our spry, sassy nonagenarian matriarch, Winifred Josephine, for constantly imparting all the pearls of wisdom, positive thoughts and upbeat reflections she's gathered and embraced over her ninety years of living. Hopefully she's not reading this because I've taken a bit of poetic license here...lol...but more honestly: We Love You Mom, thanks for all you've done and continue to do. Please keep on doing it, we need you here, you totally rock!
Some favorite snaps (along with some light commentary) from our Thanksgiving 2014 Extravaganza:
Three Generations
Jodi and Greg Conquer Hadley Mountain
Tom and Shaggy: To Grandmother's House We Go
Jodi Frozen in Place
Greg with Snowdrift on Head and Stupidly Huge Snowflake Over Mouth
Like Father, Like Son (with Oddly Crooked TV)
Pay No Attention to That Man Behind the Bottle
Jodi with Her Favorite Grandchild
Our Matriarch...Long May She Reign!
Gobble Gobble! Happy Thanksgiving 2014
Arf! Arf! I Loved the Snow! See Ya Next Year!