Well, today I'll be doing the hustle and bustle to get kids, wife and dog around to as many family as I can manage..
Yeah, her family and mine live in the same town we do, so we try to pack the entire holiday into about 10 hours of complete madness.
Luckily, there's some kind of twisted formula my wife uses to be able to figure out who's house we go to first.
If it's on a even year, but not a leap year, then we go to her parent's house first.
If it's leap year, we go to her parent's first.
If it's an odd year, we go to her parent's house....
Did she trick me?
I'm thinking so!
Whatever her reasons, we end up being at her folks first each Christmas. We celebrate with them, give and get gifts, and eat.
Then, we make a quick stop at the house, unload everything gotten from her parents, load up the gifts for my folks, and go to their house.
Then follows round two of Christmas. Gifts given and received, food eaten, and a bit of conversation.
Once this is over, and food coma is beginning to set in, we pack it all up again, and head home.
This then leads to the LAST part of Christmas, when we have the family time..
Gifts are given and received, yet more food is eaten, and then as my wife and I clean, the kids get to play with all of the goodies they've gotten...
Once the madness settles down, I find my comfortable spot, whether in my overstuffed recliner, or in my comfortable corner on the couch, and watch the mayhem of new toys and excited kids.
Where else can you drive yourself crazy to get things done, only to reminisce, and look forward to the next time?
Merry Christmas to all!