Well, I didn't get my white Christmas (instead I got a warm Christmas)... but that's okay... cause you never get the kind of Christmas I always want, which is: Snow on Christmas Eve, and wake up to a yard full of semi-deep snow on Christmas morning. Then I want it to all melt before the day after Christmas begins. Picky huh?
We had a good Christmas. My M-I-L is completely nutty with her dinners (3 dinners, 3 days in a frickin row!). Went to my mom's house to have Christmas with her and my little-little brother (6 yrs old) on the Saturday before Christmas. My little bro went to his dad's (in TX) on the 23rd, and won't be back till the 2nd of Jan, so we had Christmas with him early. It went really well. My older-little brother (24 yrs) and his chic were there too. All the kids decorated Christmas cookies (frosting, sprinkles, SUGAR), and we drank hot-chocolate & nog, opened gifts, and feasted on a HUGE buffet of cold cuts, cheeses, pickles, hoagy's/subs, and desserts. (-My mom always puts on a pretty good Christmas!) Note to those that do not know: She just moved back here from Dallas, Texas... after a long drawn-out divorce from her 3rd husband. She has full-custody of their adopted (Guatemala) son. It's good to have them living close again!
Sunday, the girls & I got all dolled up and went to church. While there, they gave us apples and oranges... a lot of them. (Never understood why people give out fruit for Christmas?!) My husband J, stayed home from church to assemble toys to be wrapped for Christmas (THANK GOD I didn't have to do it!). Then, we went to my M-I-L's to have dinner with some old people. We had a good time, but it's kinda tense-like when we have this dinner... as the M-I-L doesn't get along with her sis as well as she “could”... but they act like they get along. Not so weird to me... cause that's the way my entire extended family is ('cept for we have sticks/bats, fingernails, amputations, and small children that go missing at my dinners). Anyway, we ate way too much food, opened more presents, and visited. I got sick that night. I've got a stomach prob I'm going through at the moment (don't know a whole lot about it, or what sets it off... although I do know that you DO NOT skip the medicine for it!).
I was sick Monday too, but not as sick as Sun. We went back to my M-I-L's and had more dinner with other old people. We ate too much, opened presents (my daughter HATES sweaters... but she was forced to grit her teeth and thank them), and then we visited a bit before going home to put the girls to bed and play Santa.
It took the girls 900 years to go to sleep Christmas Eve. I fell asleep waiting for them to go to sleep. At around 11:30... I tip-toed into their rooms and saw that they were sound asleep, did the (silent) happy-dance, and then went to play the big-red-guy. We hauled all those frickin presents up from downstairs... ride-on-bouncy horse, playstation/games, balls, a girafe, tom & jerry plushes, stocking stuff... and so on. It took us about and hour to set it all up under the tree, my husband to eat the cookies, and me to stuff the stockings... then we crashed... so we could be woken up at 6am to watch the kids destroy the beautiful display of gifts we'd created. It was great! We got our oldest a Play Station this year. She got games to go with it too. She really really likes it! We didn't get any learning games, which kinda pisses my M-I-L off (she's all about education for the little 'uns). My oldest is a smart cookie (-she just got skipped to the first grade!)... she needs to be a kid... she needs toys that do nothing for her but slosh her brain and let her have a ball doing it. She got a Nemo game, a Barbie game, a Cabela's hunting game, and a drag-racing game (okay, so the hunting and the racing are for me). Our littlest got a purple bouncy horse that makes noise (I know... I'm saying this after I went on about the ponies). She loves it! Barely gets off the thing... yelling “Yippee ky aye” (no she's not seen Die Hard), and “Giddyup horsey!”. Both girls got the main things they asked for (Santa can only spend so much ya know).
After we opened presents, ate a big breakfast, played, and got ourselves outta our jammies... we went to the M-I-L's... again. We visited, ate MORE, bickered, and opened presents... again. It was a good time. I called my mom (who's in the process of moving to another house in the same town) to wish her a Merry Christmas. (I would've invited her to have the Christmas dinner with the M-I-L... but that woulda been ugly!) Mom spent Christmas day evening with my older-little brother and his girlfriend.
So ends another Christmas, and (almost) another year... bring on the New Year... I'm ready! (And for the annual party that goes along with it!)
I'm still not feeling the best in the world... but I'm feeling a little better. Got a few more doc appts... maybe they'll get enough money (& blood) out of me soon to decide to go ahead and fix whatever is wrong here. Ya... right.
Have a good night.
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