Sigh.....some days are so frustrating.
I finally took my husbands advice and finally signed up for a STEAM account. I went thru quite a few of the games and created a wishlist of the ones that really looked like ones I would be interested in.
Wouldn't you know it- the ones I MOST wanted to get are either majorly difficult- (to the point my long-time gamer hubby even gave up) or my gaming laptop just won't support them.
The ones I felt sort of "Meh" about- yeah- those will work.
This is why I read..... or watch movies... more than anything else. Or just don't have more of an interest in branching out in my gaming interests. I play Mine Craft.....I like playing Saints Row- and GTA- but not to complete missions and further the game- I just like exploring the places in them.
I must have been an explorer in a past life.
As hubby likes to tell me- I'm Having Fun Wrong.
I was coming back from the bathroom in the quasi-dark this morning and smashed the side of my foot on the corner of the platform bed. Thru the red mist of pain, I distinctly heard something crack, Probably my pinky toe again because it's already turned dark purple and more importantly, I can still walk on my foot.
I epic fail at walking.
I have done extremely well this year in abstaining from Christmas indulgences....Special Holiday Treats,,,,,Movies, Music, singing/humming/whistling ........having decorations out. The only exception is the personalized Bottle of wine my Daughter-in-law Kathy and her family gave Paul and myself for Christmas. It's sat in a candle wreath of holly and berries on a side table all year- almost out of sight,- but not quite.
Now that Halloween is over and Thanksgiving is fast approaching, I'm starting to get a fluttery feeling in my tummy- much like it did when I was a child and the wonder of The Christmas Season was imminent.
I knew that we would go to Aunt Ann & Uncle Harry's for a VERY formal Thanksgiving Dinner- after which we would go home and decorate our own Christmas Tree. And that tradition kind of carried over into my own when I had my own home and children in my house.....and even after when they had grown up and had families of their own.
The Holiday Season went like this:
A couple of days before Thanksgiving the turkey would be set in the fridge to thaw....and all the desserts would be made the day before.
Thanksgiving Morning I would be up at 7AM and by 9 the turkey would be in the oven roasting away. I'd be putting together the other side dishes( and there were a LOT of the side dishes)- baking them along with the turkey for the day- in between putting them in and taking them out of the oven, tho, I'd be watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. I have GOT to figure out a way to watch that this year.
The relatives would start arriving around 3-4pm ish, and by 5 the food would be set up buffet style. I just didn't have the room my Aunt Ann & Uncle Harry did altho I did have the same amount(or more sometimes) of people that they had for dinner.
We'd all get the kids settled with their food- then get ours and eat together...ish. After Dinner was done, (dishes waited til the next day)...We would sit and watch a Christmas Movie on TV and decorate the Tree which had been set up the day before and the lights and garland strung on it. The entire family each had a special ornament for my tree, and they would hang them on my tree and then put a few more on it if they wanted- which they always did.
Then- we would eat again....turkey & ham sammiches or a smaller plate of the dinner again, -or dessert if you were ready for it then.
Afterwards, the Christmas Music came on and we just sat admired the tree, and reminisced about Christmases gone by and all our favorite things about the holidays.
Usually by then the children were worn out and so were the grown-ups, and everyone would start gathering up coats and jackets to head home- but not until every family's mama had went to the kitchen and got a plate of the leftover food to take home to nibble on the next day.
Lord Bless those were the days dreams were made of. And I miss em dearly.
More on Holiday traditions later.........