Christmas Day.

Christmas 2021

 

 

It is now the day after Christmas, the presents given, opened and enjoyed. The meal was different and it was good. The family was having a good time. Sweetie was well taken care of by the grandsons. And it was for all, a Merry Christmas. 

 

Now is also the time I have put aside to take Christmas down. This morning will be the tree, and picking up those small items I got out. Later today, the inflatable Nativity will also come down. I'll leave the light projectors up until after New Year's Eve. 

 

I have a number of Christmas t-shirts and this year, I'm going to put them in with all the Christmas decorations. I was thinking of a new one for next year and will ask our creative daughter to make it for me.  

 

The thought came to me this morning about the up and coming wedding. I don't think she wants us there. It seems to make her plan work, just the pastor and them, the marriage ceremony is at 8am. She thinks that it would be too difficult for me to get her mom up and going. That might be, but isn't that our choice to make? If I hadn't asked about it, I wonder when she would of told us about it? Anyway, it is just another log in the fire, and if that is what she wants, then that is what she will get. 

 

Saturday

Christmas day

 

Because of what happened during the night, our little romp into yesteryear, the bed is wasted. Sweetie didn't wear any pants, and the results were what you expected them to be. 

 

At first she didn't want to get up, and I understood. I don't really want to get her up, but to get the bed made, I need to strip the bed and wash everything. This all happened at the same time when our backup mattress cover was in the washer, waiting to be washed. There isn't enough time to get all the wash done, so I get what we can done while we are still here. 

 

What I find surprising is that I'm not upset about the extra pressure that has been brought to bear. Just take it one thing at a time. Nothing is life threatening. I was planning on leaving when it was closer to being there on time. Late is going to be one of my new motto's. Don't let the clock run your life. Around the time will be good enough for us. 

 

As it turns out, we are the last ones to arrive. So, what is going to happens, happens when we walk in the door. To add to my Santa look, I took a red pillow case and put the presents in it. It worked and all enjoyed my effort.

 

Dinner isn't a traditional Christmas dinner. She set up more of a buffet with biscuits, lunch meats, chips and dip, home-made mac and cheese, and it turned out to be a fun meal. Sweetie wasn't sure, and I knew she'd like the mac & cheese the best, and I was right. She ate it eagerly.

 

After the meal, it was present time. We hit the winner button with the grandsons. It was nice to see their smiling faces with the look of wonder as each opened and found what they had got. 

 

After about 2 hours, Sweetie was ready to head home. Wrapping up our treasures, we headed home. 

 

Made the bed, finished the laundry, and set in to watch TV until bed time. It seemed that no matter what I put on to watch, it was too much for her. She got upset with any violence, make believe or not, and she wouldn't eat. Soon, she headed off to bed, and I just let her go. She was worn out. 

 

Later, she returned, and we watched "Zootopia", and it was just the right amount of everything. Then it was bedtime, and off we went. Christmas done, and a good night sleep was needed. 

 

There isn't anything like the day of driving down the Road To Dementia Town on Christmas day. Because of the emotional exercise, never know when one will be ambushed by something. Driver was on His game, as usual. Knowing just when to switch lanes, avoid the bumps and potholes of the day. We cruised down the road and with that in mind, we were able to Keep Our Shiny Side Up all the way to the end of the day. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.   Arthur.