Last weekend my parents came for their annual holiday visit.
It was a short one this year. They arrived from Indiana on Thursday and left
again on Monday morning. We thought about doing lots of things while they were
here but in the end we spent most of our time at home. We dined in local
restaurants and did a little shopping but never went far. Our big events for the weekend were on
Saturday and early on Sunday. On Saturday morning Maura’s school had its annual holiday fair and in the
evening we went to the Holiday Stroll and Tree Lighting in Columbian Square,
South Weymouth. On Sunday we attended a craft fair.
Maura was excited about her school holiday fair. She
volunteered, helping with games for the younger kids, but she
wasn’t needed for long. There were plenty of volunteers. She was happy that her
grandparents could come and see her school. I don’t recall that they had ever
seen the inside of it before. I admit that I begged off spending much time the school
fair. I got a badly needed haircut while Maura was volunteering and
only showed up for a short while. Maura didn’t seem to mind very much that I
wasn’t there the whole time.
I was along for the trip to the Columbian Square Holiday
Stroll but I wouldn’t have been upset to be left behind. It was cold and
crowded and there was not much happening to excite me. Maura had a great time,
though. She took part in the scavenger hunt that encouraged us to visit many of
the businesses in Columbian square. I did a little shopping along the way but
unfortunately my current financial troubles (I’m still unemployed) take what
little joy I might otherwise find in that away. By the time we had completed
most of the circuit, and Maura had claimed her prize, I
was entirely out of holiday spirit. I’ve been stressed lately
and I only hope I didn’t ruin everyone else’s night. I did manage to cheer up
at dinner. Two bottles of Dos Equis beer and an excellent Mexican meal at El
Serape in the Braintree part of Weymouth Landing were very good for my mood.
On Sunday we went to a craft fair at
Congregation Sha-aray Shalom in Hingham, where Jennifer and Maura attend
services. It was quite a large craft fair with about two dozen exhibitors.
Most of them had beautiful things. I would have done some holiday shopping but
the things I would most like to have purchased were too expensive for this
year’s budget. We did pick up a few small things for Maura. Her grandmother
bought her a bracelet of beads that turn from white to bright colors in the
sunlight. She’s worn it to school every day since.
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