Merry Christmas Eve

 

                    Hello and Merry Christmas Eve

We had our family get-together here in Virginia on Sunday. This year we had games after our lunch meal, which was wonderful. Brisket done by my grandson and the yummiest mashed potatoes I ever ate, green beans, deviled eggs etc. And, we topped it off with cheesecake. Not the traditional meal we have had at Christmas time but a great new way to do things.

The best game that we played was this one: Shirley and John rolled a commercial sized box of saran wrap into a big ball and put little prizes all inside the wrapping. We took turns unwrapping it ... before our gamekeeper rolled a double with dice. And, we wore kitchen mitts! So, that was fun. 

Shirley wanted a picture of all her grandchildren so they lined up on the couch. After their picture was made, I walked over and just piled in on top of them. That was fun! and unexpected.

Even their dog, Dusty got into the Christmas spirit. Here he is, outside... wishing someone would let him in.

Now, on to what else has been going on!

You know I had a root canal done a week and a half ago. It was adjacent to a bridge I had in my mouth. So, a couple days ago I felt that bridge start to wiggle just a bit. Hadn't had that feeling since I lost my teeth when I was six or seven.

I was having trouble sleeping Sunday night. Got up at 2:30, put my trash outside my door for early pick-up.

At 3 a.m. All of a sudden that bridge just falls right out of place and is lying on my tongue! 

Suppose I had been asleep!

Would I have swallowed it?

Anyway, I spent Monday afternoon getting that bridge glued back into place.

I swear. I think if I wasn't in the dentist office I wouldn't know what to do with myself.

Tomorrow (Christmas day) Shirley, John and I will drive over to the Eastern Shore to spend some time with Brittany's family. Lunch is 'make your own sub'. Totally different again. 

And, my one and only son was here for Thanksgiving so he elected to stay in Alabama for Christmas. Alone! That kills me. But, it was his choice. It is a long, hard trip and would especially be during the holiday. I have to look at it as perhaps saving him from a bad accident or something. 

My youngest daughter, Susan, and my youngest grandchild, Tighe, will be arriving the day after Christmas for a visit. Can't wait for that. Praying for safe travels for them! 

                                                                                              Merry Christmas, Everyone