This morning the Christmas music was playing, the tree was all lit, the fruit platter was on the table and we had our traditional breakfast. A half Grapefruit with a cherry on top, bacon, toast, egg nog and juice. We’ve been having that breakfast for as long as I can remember. Can’t stop now!
My sister called and advised that she had fixed Chocolate Gravy for her bunch and they all yelled Merry Christmas – I can only assume that the “sugar fix” had set in.
I talked to both my brothers; and, of course, my son skyped his wife and we got to talk to her, her Mother and some of her friends in the Chicago area. We watched a video of our granddaughters opening up some of their Christmas and my heart was filled with a great deal of gladness. My life is so rich with blessings.
Now we are sort of sitting around waiting for this snowstorm they keep saying is going to hit our area. Do you really think we are going to get 6-9 inches? I can’t imagine!! Ooooh, it would be great sled riding - but it will be just an awful trip trying to get our boy back to Indianapolis to catch his flight home. So we are just pacing ourselves and will do what we gotta do. When we get to Indy we are going to our other son’s home and will have Christmas with him and his little family. It will be so much fun.
Everyone was down and out today taking a nap and I was making pies and had a little leftover dough. Remember when you’d visit grandma and she’d have this wonderful crispy dough that she had sprinkled sugar on and then baked. Oh, just made your mouth water. Well, I had a little pie dough left over and decided to continue the tradition. It was gone within 2 minutes!!! I barely got a piece. Amazing how they were sound asleep one minute and the next circling like chicken hawks. Next time I think I’ll skip the pies and go straight to the sugar crust.
Well, there’s just barely a little light out so I think I’m going to pull on my Winter gear and check everything out in my herb garden. I’ve got a feeling I’m really, really going to be saying good night to her. But it won’t be long and I’ll be saying good morning – Spring always comes after the Winter.