In which we do the family thing.

Today is Christmas Eve.

Since I married into one of those weird families who open presents on this day, we’ll be loading our goodies into the truck and driving to Bread’s sister’s house in Pella in about an hour. There, we’ll sit around drinking White Russians (we’re bringing the ingredients with us – we ain’t stupid), then we’ll have dinner, and then we’ll open presents.

KW is requiring us to spend the night, so I’m guessing that there will be some kind of brunch thing tomorrow. I hope she has good coffee! I hear her daughter, our niece, is walking now. It’ll be fun to see her locomote.

I spent last night and this morning wrapping presents. I’m not sure why I’m not smart enough to buy boxes – I always end up doing these bizarre things to get weird shapes appropriately covered. But everything’s wrapped and ready to go.

Yay, Christmas! I hope you’re all having a lovely holiday, wherever you are, and that you’re healthy and happy and loved. And if Christmas isn’t celebrated where you are, I hope you get to sleep way the hell in. Just ’cause.