It’s Friday, the end of a long week and the last day of work before I have a week of STAYCATION enjoying Christmas break with the kids, hubby and my sister and nephews…(Bro-in-law has to work—boooooo hissss)!
We had our parish priest over for dinner this week. We let the kids decide the menu: Chicken Enchiladas. They decided that all our priests and deacons should be served some sort of Mexican dish. Taco stuffed shells, Tacos, now Enchiladas. It was a hit. I think they just want an excuse for lots of cheese and sour cream. It was a great dinner and plenty of entertainment provided by our two youngest who had the MOST to talk about and ask questions of our very gracious guest. Dinner was followed by peach cobbler (yum) and the girl’s “performances”. Lots of them. Cheerleading tricks. Complete with one sister (accidentally) dropping another on her head. Magic tricks that weren’t quite magic. and lots of “Father Chris, Father Chris…” It was fun. And it was funny. Will have to have the conversation with the girls on hogging the priest next time…
I. Finished. Our. Christmas. Shopping. (I think)….need to go to all my secret places and take stock and double-check that the boxes I received (hopefully safely after the whole FedEx and UPS videos lately, OY!!!…) from UPS contain what I ordered. Otherwise….it’s going to get interesting. I probably should do that tonight. Just in case….
I. Am. Over. Food. After our pizza lunch today, I am certain that I am breaking up with food. Or after our Christmas dinner tonight at my brother’s house. Or after Christmas lunch. Yes. That will be when. For sure.
I was able to get in THREE days of exercise this week. Yup. Sanity is somewhat intact, peeps. My friend and I have even begun strategizing our post-Christmas workout plan in between coffee and cookie breaks.
Next week I am going to pretend to be a Stay-at-Home mom. Which means I’m hitting the gym. Or some kind of exercise all week-long. And then I won’t be at home. At all. Because SAHM’s really DON’T stay home. They are everywhere else, doing all kinds of errands. I’m SO out of practice, but I feel up for the challenge!!
Tonight we build the gingerbread house. Yes. It is tradition. And with onlyTWO. DAYS. LEFT. We are running out of time to complete our traditions! YIKERS!! Don’t worry, the tradition of mama (and now papa) staying up quite late with the finishing touches on Christmas Eve is sure to continue!
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