It’s just after 11 am, the gifts are open and family members are scattered about paying attention to other people or activities. I just poured myself another cup of Saving Grace (which is almost gone!) and the muffin bread is cooling. Deep breath…
I don’t believe in jinxes, but I certainly see the attraction of them as I said how much I enjoyed being with the young adults from Christ Church who are home for Christmas and promptly got some sort of stomach virus that kept me home from Christmas Eve service last night. I wrapped the remaining gifts, arranged them under the tree and went to bed before the fam even got home. I didn’t sleep well at all with the discomfort of the “bug” going on. Morning came earlier than it might otherwise have (we actually used alarm clocks on Christmas morning!) because we had a 9:30 am appointment, of sorts, at which point Tom would arrive in his patrol car with our nephew, Eric, and we would open presents. Tom nearly made it through opening gifts before he got a call about an 11-year-old runaway spotted on a city street nearby; that situation turned out ok. Today is a day whereupon there will be a number of domestic situations like runaways and battery… it’s a sad day to work.
So, Tom is back on patrol; Tim and Eric are playing Guitar Hero II, but will likely switch to their real electric guitars, a strat and Eric’s new Ibenez, soon enough; Cathie has gone to see our neighbors (really, their 8-year-old daughter, Abby) and will be back wanting to play with her brand new Dance Dance Revolution game, Supernova 2.
Me? I’ll do some more baking and then get to cooking our dinner – brown sugar-glazed ham, baked white potatoes, sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, corn, and homemade macaroni and cheese. We’re having cookies for dessert, too. And, yes, my tummy is less angry today, so maybe I’ll even get to eat some of that!