Let's see ... what happened this week? Oh, right. Thanksgiving! I hope everyone had a good holiday with family, friends, food, whatever brings contentment to your soul. I'm thankful for a lot of things, too many to name. I'm thankful for the friends I've met through the blog. You all rock!
I had a quiet holiday at home. As I have no family nearby and don't really have enough time off to travel any distance, I usually fix a small feast for myself and spend the day with the cat. Often, when people hear I'll be alone for the holiday, I'll get invites. But I'd feel out of place trying to fit in with a family I don't really know. I'm a bit of a strange duck ... I really enjoy my holiday in the comforts of my own home, eating what I want, enjoying the company of a certain cat and just doing my own thing.
This year, instead of my usual turkey breast, I made prime rib with mashed potatoes and broccoli. For dessert, I had Trader Joe's Ultra Chocolate ice cream topped with Kahlua (also bought at Trader Joe's). It's odd they have hard liquor there now. When I was in there, I swear I heard the Kahlua calling my name. I haven't had any in years and the price seemed quite reasonable. That was my little feast and I was very pleased with how it all turned out!
I made my Trader Joe's run to nearby Westfield on Monday after work, just staying on the train a few more stops and then taking the bus home. I figured I'd avoid the bad weather expected Tuesday and Wednesday and the crowds on Wednesday. Well, I avoided the bad weather. The crowds were so bad that they had someone in their parking lot directing traffic. Yipes! But, in the newly expanded store with many more registers, the wait in line wasn't bad at all. It was much shorter than the wait people had trying to get through the parking lot. Just walking across the street to the bus was so much easier, too!
The cold rain and winds started here on Tuesday. Although I had to fight through the weather on my way home from work Tuesday, I had Wednesday and Thursday off from work -- regular day off and paid holiday. I made sure there was no need for me to go out in it on Wednesday. And, no sales will ever drag me out on Thanksgiving Day even though I'm usually alone on the holiday. I know that if I need something grocery-wise in an emergency, the bodega around the corner is open every single day of the year. Since the owners also man the store, that's their decision and holidays are lucrative for the small business. But I made sure I needed nothing!
How was your holiday?
As a result of the shortened work week out and about and the bad weather for part of the week, I don't have a lot of great photos this week. Most of them, I took the day I hit Westfield after work. But, here goes ...
This is the Menorah at the Westfield Train Station. None of the lights are lit as I took the photo on Monday.
I'm surprised some of the mums in planters in Westfield are still hanging in there. Most around here have been taken by the cold nights (and some days!). I was going to take a shot of a dead rose on East Front Street in Plainfield, but it was all too darn sad.
|With a red bow|
Watchung Avenue in Plainfield on Tuesday afternoon as I headed home from work. Despite the fact they said the rain would start in the evening, it started by noon. Grr. I edited this shot leaving only the bow in color. After the jump, I have a similar photo in actual color.
While the roses are long past and healthy outdoor mums are getting rare, the ornamental kale thrives in the cold weather.
|Bright tree balls|
This barren tree on Elm Street in Westfield had brightly lit, brightly colored balls. Um. Okay.
|It's a cold, cold rain|
Here's a second view of Watchung Avenue, not the same exact photo, but one from pretty much the same viewpoint. It was SO cold! Obviously not cold enough to snow, but just sayin' ...
|Welcome home to Westfield|
Westfield's new town banner campaign is "Welcome home to Westfield." Now, if I could afford to live in Westfield, it would be home.
|Westfield Train Station|
Off the train and off to Trader Joe's!
|Plainfield at dawn|
Work, work, work, work ...
I took this from the South Avenue side platform at the Westfield Train Station on Monday.
|Vincent is thankful for catnip|
He had turkey and cheese with gravy cat food as well as cat treats. I swear he thinks every day is Thanksgiving. Perhaps because he was a stray on the streets of New York City for so long and possibly even abused -- large scar on his nose and he has sometimes flinched like he thinks I'm going to hit him. I have NEVER hit him. But he's so affectionate and purrs for hours on end. He seems to be very thankful for me and his life here. And, but of course, I'm thankful to have him in my life!
|No such thing as "too much" catnip!|
No, he's not sticking his tongue out at you. He's sticking his tongue out WITH you!