It’s that special time of year where everyone is eating and drinking and shopping and driving and complaining about lack of snow and complaining about too much snow and spending time with family and trying to avoid petty arguments and helping out those down on their luck and watching festive movies and eating and drinking more and hopefully having a grand old time.
Yep it is the holiday season and between Thanksgiving and Christmas (and New Year’s which is coming up but hasn’t quite happened yet) I’m no longer quite sure if I’m coming or going but I am pretty sure I’ll need a vacation sometime soon to get my head and body back in order from all of the end of year craziness.
In the last month or so I’ve eaten a lot of turkey, drank a lot of wine, watched several cheesy made-for-TV Christmas movies (I have a weird thing for 12 Dates of Christmas and Christmas Kiss from ABCFamily), watched some classic Christmas films (Die Hard is a must every year, just the way it is), bought gifts, wrapped gifts, and watched gifts get ripped into like someone’s very life depended on it. I’ve listened to dozens of holiday songs – from the original versions to some good and not-so-good modern covers of them. I’ve decorated trees with nerdy ornaments, watched my family lose their minds over charades, participated in a White Elephant gift exchange that included a real pair of old school dentures, and Skyped with family far away to include them in my holiday fun.
In a nutshell, I’m exhausted.
One of my wonderful and delightfully funny cousins had a birthday two days before Christmas so I helped her celebrate downtown with drinks and food at The Onion followed by drinks and social time at The Satellite. And I realized, as I pulled my tired and hungover butt out of bed the next morning that I may, in fact, be getting too old for such shenanigans on work nights.
The tiny/tall roommate and I had delicious, cheap tacos at Borracho on Taco Tuesday, yet I also took some time to chow down on cheap, not-quite-as-authentic Mexican food at Taco Bell a few days later. I saw the new Hunger Games movie (which I found to be pretty dang good – even better than the first film in the franchise) and also saw comedian Maria Bamford live at The Knitting Factory when she came to town (and let me tell you, she is one very funny, very unique, lady).
While work and home have certainly taken up a lot of my time in November and December, I did manage to get out and about town a few times. I saw Scrooged (one of my fave Christmas films of all time) at the newly-renovated Garland Theater (and those new seats are awfully nice folks), had breakfast and cocktails at Morty’s, had diner-style breakfast at Hogan’s, and forgo breakfast the last time I was at The Chalet to instead try out one of the options from their special pasta menu (tasty but not anything to really write home about).
Of course the big moments from November through December were the ones I spent in the company of my awesome, loud, rambunctious, funny, wonderful family. Thanksgiving dinner at my step-Gramma’s house led to dinner on Christmas Eve at my older sister’s house with my adorable but exhausting nephew (every gift was THE GREATEST THING EVER which was pretty cool – at least he’s easy to please so far) which led to dinner on Christmas Day at my aunt and uncle’s house. There was much hugging and laughing and singing and eating and laughing and chatting and sharing and caring and all kinds of warm mushy feeling type things that I don’t normally go on about but I am kind of now because Christmas.
I have to admit that it will be nice to see things settle down again soon, at least for a little while so I can recover from the last two months. Though I still have New Year’s Eve to make it through before that happens, and I fully intend to get my party on to celebrate the end of 2013 and the beginning of 2014.
I’ll collapse after that.
That pretty much wraps it up for this exciting (kind of?) installment in Adventures in Spokane. I’ll be back toward the end of next week to talk about anime movie marathons, New Year’s Eve, and looking forward to a brand new year.
To pass the time until I return, why don’t you head out for some adventures of your own? If you’re lucky you just might see me bouncing around town while you’re out there.