Christmas Presents
We're back.
You might not have known we were gone, and that is as it should be. I often wonder about the people that broadcast via blog, Facebook, or any other social media that they have vacated the premises for a week. Isn't that just an invitation to the malicious to come over?
Anyway, we made it to Michigan and back with very little fanfare. In between those driving days, there was very little fanfare. And with 6 young cousins all mixed in, little fanfare is a very good thing. In short, we all had a good time, and it was nice to see both of my sisters and their families.
Tim and I don't usually exchange very large presents. This year, is no exception, considering we will likely be giving each other a kitchen makeover next year. Or a new computer. Or any number of things that will likely go wrong with our house in the next couple of months. He got me a set of cookie cutters shaped like laboratory equipment, and I got him a thermometer. It is a pretty cool one, considering it uses a laser to read the temperature of anything and everything. It is somewhat difficult to get past being a nerd in this house.
Santa had the foresight, again, to leave presents here at home. He is always so thoughtful! With the load the kids got this year, it was great to have many of them left here. We didn't have to leave any of the children back in Michigan with my parents!
The kids tore into what was hidden around our house. The gifts are always placed under something, so that the cats can't rip into the paper or try to ingest the bows. One year, Tim found Lucy eating some of the thin ribbon from a package. Tim started to pull the ribbon out of Lucy's mouth, and found himself pulling, and pulling, and pulling. Tim was literally pulling the ribbon back out of the stomach of the cat. I kid you not!
I personally think that Tim should have just left that ribbon where it was. Lucy isn't in to giving very good presents, and he should be taught a lesson. When I went upstairs to put something in Melina's room, I found the present he left his year. A large smattering of feces, right on Melina's comforter.
So much for a White Christmas.
You might not have known we were gone, and that is as it should be. I often wonder about the people that broadcast via blog, Facebook, or any other social media that they have vacated the premises for a week. Isn't that just an invitation to the malicious to come over?
Anyway, we made it to Michigan and back with very little fanfare. In between those driving days, there was very little fanfare. And with 6 young cousins all mixed in, little fanfare is a very good thing. In short, we all had a good time, and it was nice to see both of my sisters and their families.
Tim and I don't usually exchange very large presents. This year, is no exception, considering we will likely be giving each other a kitchen makeover next year. Or a new computer. Or any number of things that will likely go wrong with our house in the next couple of months. He got me a set of cookie cutters shaped like laboratory equipment, and I got him a thermometer. It is a pretty cool one, considering it uses a laser to read the temperature of anything and everything. It is somewhat difficult to get past being a nerd in this house.
Santa had the foresight, again, to leave presents here at home. He is always so thoughtful! With the load the kids got this year, it was great to have many of them left here. We didn't have to leave any of the children back in Michigan with my parents!
The kids tore into what was hidden around our house. The gifts are always placed under something, so that the cats can't rip into the paper or try to ingest the bows. One year, Tim found Lucy eating some of the thin ribbon from a package. Tim started to pull the ribbon out of Lucy's mouth, and found himself pulling, and pulling, and pulling. Tim was literally pulling the ribbon back out of the stomach of the cat. I kid you not!
I personally think that Tim should have just left that ribbon where it was. Lucy isn't in to giving very good presents, and he should be taught a lesson. When I went upstairs to put something in Melina's room, I found the present he left his year. A large smattering of feces, right on Melina's comforter.
So much for a White Christmas.
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