Wow! This year has been so full of friends, family, and a high level of Christmasiness. So much Christmasiness that I pondered the benefits of being Jehovah's Witness. But honestly, I can't truly complain. OK I can complain. It was hard keeping everything together; the house clean (kinda), purchase and wrap gifts, working full time, keeping the kids up on homework, sending out Christmas cards (still getting these out), doing laundry, and prepare for the upcoming Christmas parties. We all felt like we were going and going and going. Constantly. But that being said we also enjoyed seeing everyone and enjoying the holidays with those that we love.
Party number 6 (12/20/2008) was a small UPS party at a friends home for the feeder division of the SLC hub. Nate and I after spending the day tromping outside in 23F weather for the CBC, went home to clean up before arriving late to the party. I was exhausted and spent most of the party without much to say and wishing I could go to bed. The one thing that stood out was the food (do I say this a lot?). It was my first time eating gumbo and I think I am hooked! I pretty much like anything that includes sausage.
Party number 7 (12/22/2008) was supposed to be held at my home for Beth and Erin, my now out of state college friends. After spending Sunday, the day before the party, recovering from CBC and party number 6, I opted to go out instead. It ended up pretty laid back which I needed. We meet at my home and exchanged gifts before going to Rubios for dinner. I wish I had taken pictures...
Party number 8 (12/24/2008) was my family's Christmas eve party. I had to post the above picture. My niece went through a "no stranger" moment and this is the first time I have been able to hold her for months without her sharing the full wrath of her vocal abilities.
The "twins" gave a "program" singing the songs they learned in Kindergarten. One of which was this song:
"I tell you about the time that Santa flew down the chimney.... he slipped and he slopped and he oozed around until he hit the floor.....poor old Santa bruised and sore next time you outta use the door. Yeah!"
the twins r sooo cute!
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