I took our Christmas decorations down before posting any photos our details about our family holiday. Who wants to read about Christmas a week after the fact? No one around here, I’m pretty sure, so instead, here are a bunch of photos. I’m not going to bother with stories, except to say the above photos of my sister and I are probably some of the finest moments captured over the holiday–
ONE: those ankle-length eyelet aprons were made by our mother at least 20 years ago, and grandma hasn’t stained either one once (!!!), even though they have been in continuous-regular use for 20 years. My sister and I each wore one while cooking, and I didn’t bother to check whether we’d made a mess of those immaculate aprons.
TWO: My sister and I like to sneak in at least one annual holiday photo of us wearing our grandmother’s fur coats. We always do this on our way out the door, without grandma knowing. This year I got the floor length mink, and Liz got some black fur thing I don’t think I’ve seen before. Grandma would kill us with words if she knew we make fun of her fur, or worse, she might actually think we want the horrible things, and threaten to give them to us when the time comes. No one wants that, a but a good holiday fur-sneak is always funny after a couple bottles of wine and a few hours of being bossed around by our mean old grandma. The photo is blurry because a certain Intern felt very nervous about this fur-sneak thing, and we heard Grandma coming down the hall to see us out the door. We got it anyway!
Anyway, this is what Christmas looked like:
