Life continues to be rich and full in the Miser Family. This week, we're particularly rich in coziness. Behold!
We've got Y, "Cozied up in my lopipesa--a traditional sheepwool blanket from Iceland (purchased several years ago in Reykjavik)." (Looks so comfy, Y!) I'm snuggling up, eating soup, under a fuzzy blanket my mom sewed with/for me before I went to college, and Prewash is wanting in on the action. L1's dogs have their own cozy xmas sweaters but of course. My sister-in-law says, "Christmas shopping finished yesterday, got all the gifts wrapped today, now I rest with my dog Nixon under my weighted blanket. L2, you could use one in Minneapolis!" Meanwhile, with her unicorn pillow under her head, "A-child is cozycozcoze"!
And that's just the people cozy-ing indoors. Some of us are appreciating warm clothes for cold weather: I-daughter declares, "I am the coziest polar bear
". B-child stays cozy outdoors in her penguin hat (and rosy cheeks! Aw, man, I miss holding her so much!). L2 bundles in her fur coat, while N-son shows he can hack it in just his t-shirt (although K-daughter points out, "Yall are both in camo pants and white sneakers
that's so cute hahaha"). But when he's in arm's reach of his mom (and while Prewash photo-bombs yet another picture), he dresses warmly in a coat his buddy gave him and hat that came from L1, who has her own warm poofy black coat.
The L1 driving photo leads nicely into this next one of our car this evening, two days after the snowstorm blew through:
This week we celebrated, as I'm sure you are ALL aware, the 51st anniversary of my husband's driver's license. To celebrate this, we got our car its very own coat, as shown above. I-daughter and I celebrated further, pedestrians that we are, by going for a walk around the neighborhood and scoffing at the poor drivers who had to dig out their cars: a snow emergency is no emergency for a walker. And my husband, he celebrated by renting a car and driving to Chicago with N-son to see L2, because . . . well, apparently because when there's a lot of snow and there's a pandemic, what you really need to do is drive a car that has cruise control to another state. That's why. (Happy Driver's License Anniversary, darling!)![]() |
Not so much snow in Chicago, apparently. |
- she beat me in the majority (4 out of 7) of our rounds;
- although when I did win a round, I trounced her but good, so the overall win went to me; and yet
- she always had at least half as many points as me, so that I never doubled her score.
How did the Driver's License dinner and Christmas bowling traditions start?
ReplyDeleteMy husband wrote a college essay about how getting his driver's license was a (the?) defining moment in his life, so he makes a big deal of that anniversary every year. It made sense to wrap that into our family's "Special Dinners". It's the only Special Dinner we have at a restaurant (a Diner!) . . . which makes it very special for us, because I'm so not a "let's go out for dinner" person usually.
DeleteAnd the Christmas Bowling? It was kind of to fill in a space on the Advent calendar, but also kind of to remind my daughter of fun times she'd had with her now-deceased dad. It started as a whim, an experiment, but it was so awesome and hilarious that we just keep doing it. (Hilarious as in, I now keep a note to myself to use the restroom before bowling, so I don't pee myself laughing so hard).