|Sunset view on the drive, almost to my childhood hometown. Such a different sky than the bay area can offer.|
From her house, we headed to my brother's. We picked up lunch and lounged through a pre-family-big-Christmas-meal snack at his place with my niece before heading to my mother's for our Christmas celebration.
We had too many presents (but that's fun, right?). My mom asked my niece if she had any idea who had sent 2 John Green books and some coloring books, pencils and sharpeners to my mom's, saying, "It's really weird, they are addressed to me, but I think they were meant for you."
My niece replied, "Well, they were all on my Christmas wish list, so I think someone knew what they were doing..."
At which point, my mom, sheepishly said, "Oh, I should probably check my Amazon. I probably ordered them for you off your list..."
No harm, no foul, though. Niece got double presents from grandma, so all is well.
E & I went to bed at 11:30 and I slept 'til 9, he slept 'til 11 AM today. Amazing -- longest night of sleep for both of us in ages. After an easy 3 miler, we headed to Beach Hut Deli for lunch, where I silently toasted Dad with my beer and wished him and all of his heavenly cronies a Merry Christmas.
From there, we drove to Santa Rosa, taking highway 37, which was so picturesque I regret not taking photos. We shared a loud and celebratory Christmas Eve dinner with my dad's sisters, my uncle and my cousins, and tomorrow AM we're returning for aebelskivers.
If all goes well, I'll win the text war I've got with my brother to send Xmas wishes out at midnight first (and if I lose, I'll still be second, 'cause mom and sis don't even know there's a contest). From there, it's off to bed, and up for a run before brunch with the family (and hopefully a videocall with my sis and her kids) followed by a drive across the Golden Gate Bridge home.
All in all, I couldn't be happier with my stereotypically Californian Christmas celebration.