I feel very thankful that I spent the previous few days picking up the house before the cold came down...Turns out, I misunderstood when my parents were coming into town- until my mom called Saturday morning to tell me they were just getting on the plane. Great! Nothing wakes you up out of a NyQuil coma like realizing you have 24 less hours than expected to prep for week-long house guests. I don't think I've ever jumped out of bed so quickly in my life!
Luckily, all was settled by the time they got in. Cold or no cold, we had one of the most fun weekends I can remember! The weather was quite wonderful, we ate more food than I could have possibly imagined, and saw some amazing sights. We heard the St. Thomas' Boys Choir on Christmas Eve, saw Clay Aiken prancing around in tights at Spamalot, toured the USS Intrepid aircraft carrier museum for Papa Martini's birthday, ate coal-fired pizza in Little Italy, and took the parents to an authentic Peking dinner in Chinatown. There was also a Mad Men marathon to introduce my parents to the show, and plenty of cheerful holiday cocktails consumed. Mama Martini even made her traditional Thanksgiving dinner spread on Christmas Day, complete with turkey *and* Tofurkey, to complete the week. Pure bliss.
My parents left this morning, and we've been recovering all day on the couch. Our roommate Ben has friends in from Japan for New Years Eve, and my Maid of Honor and her fiance comes into town to stay with us tomorrow. That will make it a total of 7 people sharing a tiny little 2 bedroom apartment, and only one bathroom! 'Tis the Season, right?!? I can't wait to recap how the second part of our marathon holiday season goes...
Happy almost New Year!