It’s a few days late, but better late than never!
I went over to my folks home on Friday, December 22 after my last lesson at 5:30p.m. Rosie was home from Georgia, dad was home, Alec and Meggan due home from work soon. I brought over a carful, that’s for sure – between my computer (must have World of Warcraft fix), 5 loads of laundry, about 15 piano books and all my gifts it was, needless to say, a bit crazy loading and unloading!
Friday night my dad spent time turning our old piano and getting it ready for me to spend some time playing on. (I think I knocked it out of tune though, sorry Dad!). Friday night Lauren, her husband John, and her kids, Gage and Alaynna came over to exchange gifts since the kids were going to be gone over Christmas with their mom. After gifts were exchanged (waffles on my new waffle iron anyone?) we went out to the living room, pulled out the Ray Boltz book, the Charlie Brown book and a few of my classical books and began to do what the Presley’s do best – make music! It was so incredible to hear the voices, new and old. It’s been years since Abby, Meggan and I gathered around the piano and sang for hours. Some of the faces of changed, some have grown older and wiser, but the outcome was still the same. Dad went to town on Suppertime (but he’s having a harder time reading those little words), Meggan charmed us all with My Blanket and Me, and we got to hear Alec sing with Meggan for the first time. I cried, I admit it. Later on that night I worked with Rosie and Candace and helped them pick out their own “songs” so next year they can shine with the rest.
Saturday was a busy, busy day. I had brought recipes and had planned to make Christmas sweets. I got off to a late start, and my trip to the grocery store ended up being a trip to the grocery store, a trip back home to get my wallet that I had forgotten, a trip back to the grocery store to pay for the food, a trip to Game Stop for Rosie to get Alec’s gift, a trip to Wal-Mart to pick up a toaster, a trip around the Wal-Mart parking lot while waiting for Rosie to emerge from Wal-Mart (not Game Stop!) with Alec’s gift. We made it back home and mom hustled out the door, leaving me the kitchen, to go have dinner with her friend.
Alec had to be dropped off at work at 2:00 p.m., so I couldn’t start my cooking yet, and had yet to eat lunch, so I dropped him off at Pizza Hut, picked up a salad, and went home to find that mom had left her cell phone in the kitchen. The boys thoughtfully gathered up every phone in the house and brought them to the kitchen for me as well, since no one in that house likes to answer the phone when it rings..and boy does the phone ring. It rang when I tried to take a bite of my salad, and I got dressing slopped on my clean shirt, it rang when I tried to pour myself a soda, and I spilled soda on the floor.. it rang when my sister, Meggan, got home on a break from work and it rang when my hands were full of chocolate flavored cream cheese for the cheesecake I was making. I had a few other stops I had to make – the moral of the story is, don’t cook on the day before Christmas Eve unless you are prepared to run lots of errands and get very frustrated!
Dad worked both the 23rd and the 24th, so I didn’t see much of him until the evenings. Meggan worked double shifts both those days as well. But I got to spend a lot of bonding time with Rose and Nan, and got to bond with my brothers on Christmas Eve over computer games. I got to sleep in a pullout sofa, smell the cat’s doodoo when she decided to make the corner of the room her home, and on Christmas got to see the incredible happiness that one of those perfect Chrismas days give.
It was definitely a family weekend, and I feel so much closer to all of them. That’s what the holidays should be about – reconnecting and rebonding with the people who will always be there, no matter what.
Now, next weekend I plan to lock myself in and turn off the dang phone!
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