That’s done and … that’s done. We had dinner a few hours ago, had a couple of guests over. I needed something to do, so I grabbed the camera and began taking pictures of everything. While I got many photos of my family and the guests (who are also family), I won’t put them here. Instead, I’ll just show everything else.
Like I had mentioned and, as you can see in that second photo, there were lots of presents. It’s a tradition here to open the presents right after dinner.
Dinner was good, and there was plenty of it (not picture above are the two hams and dessert). I stuffed my face ate a plate and a half of it, unlike the rest of the people who didn’t seem excited about the eating part of it. By the way, remind me later to yell at my sister for making me read a Christmas prayer out loud. An actual religious person would’ve been better suited!
After dinner, there was the usual delivery of dinner plates to various neighbors. One of them lives in a fourth floor … a bit of post-dinner cardio for me (on the other hand, she likes to return the favor, and her cooking is a hidden gem of this world). Both for the sake of generosity and because there were enough leftovers to feed a small country.
We also got calls from our relatives in New Jersey. I got to speak to some uncles of mine whom I hadn’t talked with in years. That was nice. Afterwards, we all sat down for the opening of the presents. It’s become a tradition here to respond to every present announcement (to x person, from x person, etc.) with a collective Aww! I got nine boxes/bags of presents from various people. As it was expected, my nephew got the most presents. Plenty of baby clothing and noisy toys that are bound to keep us annoyed (should’ve wished for earplugs!).
Now, my eyes have a life of their own and are threatening to shut down for an extended period of time. Yet another reason why it is a good thing that we open the presents after dinner.
I leave you, reader(s), with yet another happy holiday wish, and a photo of that delicious cake we had for dessert. Well, half of it.
The pictures look really nice. I like the house with the lights inside of it. It’s good to know that you were with your family members. Ahh, got to miss those times when my family would be cramped up in the living room.
P.S That cake looks really good! :D
Thanks. My mother thought the house was a tiny candle-holder or something, and we quickly realized that it wasn’t after smoke started coming out of it. I managed to take that picture right before I put out the “house fire”.
Sometime in the early ’90s, all of our relatives who lived in the U.S. came to visit and spent Christmas and New Year’s at our apartment (where we still live). It was extremely cramped up, and we’ve got the home video to prove it. But it was probably the best time ever.
P.S.: the cake not only looked good. It tasted good, as well! That’s always a bonus.