Entre Les Murs

Quantity Isn't Quality

Janet and I decided months ago that we weren't going to stir from our apartment this Christmas.  We have both lived all over the world, and found ourselves heading to the airport come Christmas with altogether too much frequency.  In fact, ever since I left home for university, I have celebrated precisely one Christmas at my own residence, and that was when I lived in Egypt, and I arranged for my mother and sisters to come to me.  What with moving into the new apartment, me starting a new job, and all the traveling of the last couple of years, enough's enough.

Luckily my father-in-law accepted the challenge and graciously brought the mountain to Mohammad.  He flew in on the 21st, and helped us prepare the apartment and decorate for Christmas.  We made a space amidst all the cardboard boxes, he and I picked out a tree, carried it home and Janet decorated it.  The three of us successfully made the sugar plums dance all by ourselves.  The pictures above and below are the two pictures of the season that we managed to take in the moving-in chaos of our Christmas celebration.

posted 28.12.07