... that is the title of a song by Stan Rogers. Yes, this was literally the first Christmas away from home for me. Sixty-four Christmases at my parents' house plus other Medway family homes. And this Christmas seemed just as comfortable as those. Ben and Gillian invited us to Baltimore. Gillian's mom, Sherry was there also. I might as well copy what I posted in Facebook today because that covers most of it!
Paul and I were invited to spend Christmas in Baltimore with our son and his wife Gillian. We had nice weather, saw an improv show, went to a Christmas market, had a beer at a tavern, wandered streets with lights and music, saw a movie at an indie theater and made marzipan fruits. On Christmas afternoon they were preparing a feast of roast beef, several spectacular sides, dressing, sauces and a cherry pie. The parents wanted to help but we were getting in the way. Ben said, “You three, I’d like you to please go upstairs until dinner is ready. I set up the TV with ‘A Christmas Story.’ Just push the button.“ Sherry, Paul and I obediently marched upstairs, sat on the big bed and pushed the button. We laughed lot. When the movie was over we went downstairs to find the meal being served, friend Lynda to greet us and this beautiful table.
In the Facebook post I forgot to mention that the night we arrived, Gillian and Ben took us to the house of a couple they are both friends with. The house is only a few blocks away and as the weather was quite warm and clear all weekend (especially compared with blizzard at home!) we walked. Just as soon as we arrived and were introduced to some other family members of our hosts, two police cruisers pulled up just outside and blocked off the street. We were a bit nervous until we looked further and saw at least 300 people holding candles and beginning to sing Polish Christmas carols! This street was on the carollers' route because of a senior living home nearby. The parade was led by a motorcycle carrying Santa in a side car. After that auspicious beginning we had a nice visit sipping holiday drinks and chatting. I hope I can find one of the photos I took of the parade. (I've been having trouble coordinating photos between devices.)
Here are some more photos of the long weekend. I think Ben and Gillian were exhausted after all this!
Julia made this afghan for Gillian and Ben's first Christmas as a married couple.
The people who live on 34th street set up a huge display for the public every year. Some people opened their porches and even their houses!
I loved these innovative decorations at the canning company.