I made the mistake of getting married on Thanksgiving weekend. Well, the marriage wasn’t a mistake, but marrying that weekend definitely was. You see, when you marry the Saturday after Thanksgiving, every few years your anniversary lands on Thanksgiving Day. This is one of those years. The last thing I want to do on our 21st wedding anniversary is spend quality time with a turkey—and no, not the one I married.
I want to be someplace romantic and beautiful with my husband. Since it is a national holiday, I’ll include the rest of the family in our little celebration, but I adamantly refuse to spend time with my hand up a turkey’s gut. I won’t do dishes and I most certainly will not shop, bake, and cook for 8-10 hours on my anniversary. It’s just not happening.
Luckily, I’ve found a solution. Last year, I was on a hard deadline and decided that if I was taking a day off, I wanted to relax. Cooking Thanksgiving dinner for the family is a lot of things but definitely not relaxing. I heard that Longwood Gardens was having a Thanksgiving Buffet and the lucky few who attended would be the first to experience that year’s Christmas decorations. It was perfect, well, except for the fact that my youngest daughter took full advantage of the desert bar. I knew seating her near my husband was a mistake. Unfortunately he failed to notice the five pumpkin pie tarts and the half dozen shot-glass sized crème brûlée she scarffed down. As we walked around the gardens after our feast waiting for the light to fade so that we could experience the lighted outdoor decorations, my youngest felt a little sick to say the least, so our adventure was cut short.
This year, I made the executive decision to eat at the 1906, the lovely restaurant in Longwood, thus celebrating our 21st wedding anniversary in style and ensuring that my youngest won’t have a desert buffet to devour. We have late reservations so we can go early, walk around the conservatory, take in the inside decorations, and then after dinner, walk around the grounds so we can ooh and ah over the incredible light show on the way out.
Here are some pictures of last year’s decorations.
I know that as soon as I get home, the kids will probably want to set up our very own Christmas decorations. I think I’ll let them. Now that we finally have the turret/living room of our 100 year-old Victorian finally remodeled, I can’t wait to see our seven-foot Christmas tree decked out and standing in front of the five windows that make up the turret. I’m left to wonder when you decorate for Christmas? Do you get an early start as I hope to? Are you a Christmas Eve decorator or something in between?