25 Days of Christmas – I dropped the ball

My, my, my. Tsk, tsk. I really dropped the ball on this one, didn’t I? I’d hoped to have enough ahead of time to automate posts while sailing the high seas of the Gulf of Mexico. Ha! Obviously that didn’t happen. Since my return, not much has been done in the way of decorating – or Christmas shopping. I’ve tried, but working during the month of December is for the birds! So I dug up last year’s pictures. Many of you have seen all these, but some haven’t, so here goes.

We’re enjoying my son and daughter-in-law and granddog visiting with us for the week. We don’t get to see them often enough.

My aunt died this week and we spent the day yesterday funeral-ing. It was a one day thing. 10-3. God bless her. She had Alzheimer’s and hadn’t really been with us for awhile now. It was time to let go.

I did my last minute shopping this morning. Everyone else is just getting a check.

We had Ricky’s family over Sunday night. Twenty two adults, three little kids and two babies. Had a ball!

My second Christmas. See Santa? I’ve still got him. See the picture below. He’s beat up now and has a burn mark on his stomach from using too hot a bulb. We just call it heart burn.

Tomorrow is my dad and our extended family. We’re doing Christmas dinner, supper if you’re from the south, at my house. I’m still dragging out decorations, but today I’m at the shop in case there are any last minute shoppers. I’m about to give up hope.

First grade Christmas program.

Merry Christmas all!

Wanda