Last night we thought we'd spend a quiet evening in New York City with a million of our closest friends.
I have to say, I was amazed at the number of people wandering about, staring at the store windows and generally having a fun, free Christmas Eve - until we decided to go to Rockefeller Plaza. Apparently (and I say this with great affection) this has become THE attraction for out-of-towners... and I'm not talking about Jersey. It seems that every human being with a camera was taking family portraits in front of the big Christmas tree.
It was so congested, literally shoulder-to-shoulder, that it was total gridlock. Jan was freaked out, but I decided I'd try to see how many family photos I could get in.
At first I just positioned myself in the frame and acted like I was just admiring the tree, but as I became more brave, I inserted myself into the group, smiled a big toothy grin and acted like I was a really tall, blond, distant relative.
I know I'm in at least 6 photos.
My favorite? I sauntered up to a family of about 6 women (dad was taking the picture) and smiled. I could see dad was a bit perplexed and he shooed me out. The others only realized I was there when he tried to get me to step back, but I just said "can I get in?" The girls gigggled and said yes (I think they said yes) and dad snapped the photo.
Just my way of spreading holiday cheer all around the world.
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