2009

For the first time in my 41 years, I did not travel to spend Christmas with my immediate family. Instead I spent it with Peter's family in Belmont. Their next-door neighbors joined us too. Molly the pug had a pretty good Christmas too.

Oh the humanity.

If I had known that she put lights in all these wreaths, I'd have captured this scene at dusk.
Peter keeps his office in the basement. I don't think I'd ever seen the pool table clear like this before.

We pitch in a little with the cooking. Most of the work has been done before we got here.
Prime rib, perfectly cooked. Mr. Spain will sneak away with these carrots and proclaim that they are the best he's ever had.
Christmas feast. I cut the roast beef with an electric knife, my first time using one. Cut it like butter.
I enjoyed meeting the neighbors. It was their electric knife that we used. And yes, that's turkey in juice.