Well, let me begin by wishing you a Merry Christmas. I must fill you in quickly because I find humor in my holiday.Share this post!
First, fruit basket delivery was fantastic...even though I had a car accident. Let me explain, Dad is an atrocious driver. Therefore, I always drive. We finished our morning Mableton route and were headed to the Square Bagel for lunch. The plan was to switch kids (we began with the middles and were switching to the oldest after lunch). While on the way, I got a little carried away talking to Dad. We all know how this story ends...and it isn't good. Ella's quote, "Issie, you go bonk on the cars."
Second, the Christmas Eve party was fabulous. I loved catching up with friends and family, but it is amazing how quickly the night goes by. There were people at the party that I never even had the opportunity to see or speak to throughout the night.
We celebrate Christmas on the 26th. Everyone wakes up on Christmas morning and celebrates with their family and then their in-laws. This allows us to have everyone at Mom and Dad's for pajama Christmas on the 26th. Well, Lilly (my sister's oldest) began throwing up on the way home from the in-laws on Christmas evening. So, we knew they wouldn't make it to our celebration on the 26th. Then, Mom called last night at midnight. She was vomiting. So, we've yet to celebrate Christmas, and I've had two fabulous days to do nothing. Everyone seems to be recovering, and we'll probably celebrate in a day or two. The men are all going hunting tomorrow, so it will not be with everyone.
The moral of this story is...things don't always go as planned. In the meantime, I experienced a phenomenal candlelight Christmas Eve service (thanks to a dear friend who coerced me into going even when it was pouring down rain). There is nothing better than seeing your church fully dark except for candles and listening to Silent Night with a guitar and hundreds of your church family singing along.
Blessings, my friends!