Megan I had long been awaiting the return of the delightful and delightfully frivolous Emily in Paris. It is escapism at its finest, and we were ready to escape.
I took an extra day off over the holidays so we could watch all the Emilys at one sitting, and it was so worth it!
Arriving at Megan and Rob’s place, I was greeted by Stella and Millie. Millie is still horrified by humanity other than Megan, and occasionally Rob, but she feels better when she is cuddled up with Stella:
Stella has not lost her Mom skills, and clearly loves taking care of Millie.
The deck is now complete, and there is a gravel path leading to it, to cut down on the dust and mud:
Here’s another look at the path, leading away from their place:
Once inside, I discovered that our friend Monica had left me a gorgeous Christmas gift, wrapped in vintage ribbon and including a clear glass ornament with a feather in it, and a sparkly mushroom ornament:
Megan was well-prepared for our Emily Day. She invested in a cocktail shaker so she could make Midori Illusions, and it was worth it:
They are magical concoctions of Midori melon liqueur, vodka, Cointreau, lemon juice, and pineapple juice.
Rob imported pizzas from the Big Town. It was surprisingly difficult to acquire a pizza that day, both of the pizza places in the Village being chiuso in the Italian manner. We were lucky that he was willing to not only drive the pizzas home, but also me, and it was after midnight by the time I left. Season Two of Emily may have been even more delightful than Season One. We had such a great time!
A YEAR AGO: Christmas at the beach.
FIVE YEARS AGO: Happy Hannukah!
TEN YEARS AGO: Christmas aftermath.
FIFTEEN YEARS AGO: Christmas nightmare.