Twelfth Night

Well, it happens every year - just as Christmas comes, it also goes.  And January 6 is the last day of Christmas, making tonight Twelfth Night.  I'm always sad when it comes along, though I also know that Christmas wouldn't be as much fun if it was around all of the time.  And you know, life goes on and all that.  So here is my recap of Christmas 2010, before it's completely over.

We had a wonderful Christmastime this year, though it was much different.  With Tess and Garden Kitty both gone, suddenly the Christmas helpers around the house were noticeably fewer.  I will admit that there were times when I was really sad, thinking of how much I missed them, and how much fun they used to have every year with the tree, boxes, wrapping paper, etc.  Poor Jetsam had only The Tim and myself to ambush from under the tree, so I'm sure he was missing his siblings too ... particularly since most of the time, we were well aware that we were being  "stalked" and the element of surprise was totally lost. 

Having said that, we all had a good time and enjoyed ourselves.  We baked lots of cookies, listened to lots of Christmas carols, watched lots of movies (Christmas-themed and otherwise), and generally just took it easy whenever we could.

Of course we put up our tree and enjoyed decorating it

We wore ourselves out on Christmas Eve, waiting for Santa

and were glad to spend time with old friends

(Meet Cream Puff - I'll tell you more about him next time)

The Tim bought me a new laptop for Christmas

(Well, actually he gave it to me before we went to Mexico for my niece's wedding, but since it is technically a Christmas present, here is the unveiling.)

and overall, had a fun day just hanging out, particularly on Christmas Day, when no one had to be at work - or anyplace else for that matter!

Jetsam recovered just fine from the Curling Ribbon Incident (the bow he is wearing in these pictures is made of fabric which apparently makes it completely unappetizing), which made the whole time better for everyone involved.  The cold I had leading up to Christmas week turned into bronchitis, so the week between Christmas and New Year's we stayed put and didn't do very much running around at all.  But you know what?  It was still great. 

Some years are more hectic, crazier, busier, and other years not so much.  But any year that we are able to enjoy any part of Christmastime at all is a good one in my book.

I'll be back in the next couple of days to regale you with the story of Cream Puff who is one of my very bestest friends.  Ever.  In the meantime, I hope you can look at this year's holiday season and think that even if it wasn't the best, it was a good one.

Happy Twelfth Night.