Dec 22 2008

I just don’t know what to write.

Published by at 7:15 pm under Holiday Magic,The Fam,The Man,Travel

I feel like I need to be writing, but there isn’t anything I can think of to center one post around.  It feels like we’ve been running around for the past few weeks, and not accomplishing much.  This past Sunday was a good example of our running around:  We left the house at 9:50 AM and didn’t come back until 7:00 PM.  We only went three places, but we picked the WORST day of the year for high adventure: blowing snow meant whiteouts, or at the very least, low visibility.  The new truck earned its keep.

Oh, we got a new truck, too.  That’s because The Man finally broke his car to the extent that he decided it would be much less bother just to get a new vehicle.  Thus: the truck.  It’s nice to have a vehicle with four wheel drive and something that can haul more than one board at a time.

We’ll be going up north to Dr. Mom and Moll’s at the end of the month.  And then, later in January, we’ll be going to Nashville.  The Man is going for work, and I’m going along for fun.  I have no clue what there is to do in Nashville other than the Grand Ole Opry.  I guess I’ll have to look in to that.

I have to make three Christmas treats yet:  one batch of fudge for Christmas Eve, one pound cake, and one batch of Jezebel sauce to take up north.  I’m wary of the fudge.  I’ve never made candy before.

Speaking of Christmas Eve, that is the official start date of what The Man calls “Christmas Madness”.  We have to be three places that day: The Man’s stepdad’s during the day, my grandma’s in the evening, and church at 10:30 PM for what they’re calling ‘Festive Choral Eucharist’.  We were told FIVE TIMES on Sunday that if we didn’t get there by 10:30 PM, then the Lutherans would snatch all the parking spots (‘our’ church shares a parking lot with the Lutheran church across the street. I say ‘our’ church because we’ve only been there twice).  Then Christmas Day we go to Grandma’s in the day and The Man’s parents’ at night.  Then on the 27th we go to my parents’.  Then on the 28th we head up north, where presumably we will not have to do any more running around, but rather stay at Dr. Mom and Moll’s and relax.  Or, work our butts off, depending on how many trees they want us to cut up.

I’m trying to use the time before the 24th to get the house into a semblance of order.  I cleaned the kitchen today.  Tomorrow is the living room and the bathroom.  And I have to do a heapin’ helpin’ of laundry as well.  I really don’t know where most of my clothes have gotten to, but I suspect some of them might be in that huge pile of laundry on the chair in our bedroom.

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