Christmas is over!
Thank the Lord!
But there's only 365 days until the next one (thank you, February 29, 2008, for providing an additional 24 hours in which to prepare.) Think you'll be ready in time?
Of course not. No one ever is. Besides, everyone knows that 90% of Christmas preparations are done on December 24th. At least that's how it is in our house.
We wrapped all of our presents after Ethan went to bed on Christmas Eve. Good thing we've gotten pretty good at marathon wrapping. It only took us an hour and a half. If it were up to me, it would have been done in fifteen minutes. God created gift bags for a reason, after all.
Ron abhors gift bags. Not only because they cost more than wrapping paper, which conflicts with his penchant toward miserliness, but you don't rip gift bags. And something, he contends, should be ripped on Christmas.
How about me? I'll volunteer.
A little nog never hurt anybody. Am I right, or am I right?
Well, no nog for us this year. We drove to Seattle to spend a pleasant Christmas with my hubby's family at his sister's house. Ethan had a great time playing with his cousins, and Ron got a Red Ryder BB gun.
No joke. His parents buy him something related to "A Christmas Story" every year. Two years ago, it was the damn leg lamp, which goes in prominent display in our front window now. (Thank goodness it's just the table lamp, and no one can see it from the street.) Last year was Christmas Story Monopoly. And this year, the gun.
Next year, bunny suit? One can only hope.
I got to drive us home through a blizzard. Good 15 miles an hour times!
But we arrived home safe and sound a mere three hours later, thankful for having spent quality time with our loved ones, and even more thankful that we won't have to do so for another year.
I kid. I kid.
Hope everyone had a great holiday season!