The end of the holiday season isn't, in fact, New Year's Day. It's January 4, my husband's birthday. We'd talked about having a party for him, but we'd had a big End of Summer BBQ (where he worked the whole time, cooking) and a Tree Trimming Party in December (where he worked the whole time, cooking). The first time I spent Christmas with him in Newcastle I was able to stay for his birthday, where he held a party, and spent the whole time in the kitchen, cooking. (I spent the whole time in the living room, meeting his rather curious and somewhat confused guests, who had no idea who I was.)
( Fun in the City )
( Fun in the City )