The Mister and I had the day to ourselves on Christmas so after a huge breakfast we took a long stroll along the beach.
It was a spectacular day.
No snow in sight for this guy's sled this year-lots of fog though on Christmas Eve. On the long scary ride home from visiting the Grands I expected to see Rudolph fly by.
The boardwalk looks deserted here but there were actually lots of fellow walkers-and lots of kids on new bikes.
All the benches have memorial plaques and are decked out for the holidays. They certainly are a good reminder of how fragile life is. I can almost see the ghost of Christmas Future pointing at one with my name on it. Brrrr....
We stayed out so long Pup got pooped and hitched a ride in Old Doggies's stroller. For once I wasn't the only weirdo with a pup stroller. A very barky pup went by in a rather fancy one. It really was doggie day at the beach. I've never seen so many out and about.
Yeah, we're those kind of people. I was laughing at a couple doing this with their dogs and then suddenly it seemed like good idea. Say cheese.
Back at home a pitcher of peppermint martinis was waiting.
Christmas was officially over when we picked up some Chinese food and settled down in front of A Christmas Story.
Well, almost over. I had almost forgotten the plum pudding that I had steamed that morning. I always forget how good they are until I take that first bite. I make my hard sauce with very boozy eggnog and it is really, really good. I didn't however find my little plastic holly for the top until this morning. Boo....
Oh, well...Christmas 2016 is officially in the books. Now to pack it all away. I can't let it linger. Once it's over, it's over. On to New Year's!