Connecticut has numerous special significances for me...it's where I went to college (bulldogs! bulldogs! bow wow wow! Eeeee-liiiiiii Yaaaaale!), it's where my husband grew up, it's where I almost got married (my native Colorado eventually won out), and it's where my husband's family still lives.
Married life requires many compromises, one of the biggest being splitting holidays between the two families. In 2007, we spent Thanksgiving in Connecticut, and Christmas in Colorado. 2008, therefore, is the opposite: Thanksgiving in Colorado, and Christmas in Connecticut. (I have, unfortunately, never seen the movie referenced in the above image, but it's a neat coincidence!)
My parents-in-law were EXTREMELY gracious and invited my parents to join us for the Christmas holidays. There's just something about being an only child (for my Mom and Pop, aka Step-Dad, that is) that makes it harder to not be at home for the holidays for the first time...ever. Ok, ok, I'm in my 30's and I shouldn't be such a big baby...but I am. I'm not ashamed to admit it.
So, thanks to my in-law's generosity, my parents and I are easing into the splitting-of-the-holidays tradition. But, who knows...now that my husband and I own our own house, maybe we'll just have everyone come to us next year. (Note to parents and in-laws reading this: This has yet to be an official discussion, so no promises yet.)
Here's hoping that everyone out there is having as fun of a holiday as we are here in picturesque Connecticut!
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