Tomorrow we are going to my Aunt Jennifer's house to celebrate with the cousins. It's usually lots of fun. One year Julie gave Jenny a pair of slippers constructed from maxi-pads. We are a crafty family. It has been hard to top that one, though.
PJ has announced that we are going to church on Sunday. Hmmm...I hope he has done his research because I would hate to embarrass him by getting up and walking out in the middle of some preacher mcpreachy rant.
On Monday (Christmas Eve) Bobbie Jo is coming to visit and celebrate with us. WOOT! Bobbie Jo gives good Christmas and we can't wait to spend the day with her! The dogs are already asking me how much longer until Bobbie Jo gets here...never mind Santa - we want Bobbie Jo and her bag of treats and toys and more treats and more toys.
On Christmas day - after much deliberation and near drama - we have a plan. We will be spending the afternoon at my mom and stepfather's house with my sister and her children, Sister Girl and Smudge (AKA the Queen of Alabama). My brother and his wife have also agreed to make an appearance and will bring Banana for us all to enjoy. Word has it that my nephew will also be there. We'll see about that.
So, I will be taking notes (and of course, pictures) through all of this and will probably have lots to tell once it's all said and done. Of course, I may not share any of it. I may be locked up somewhere.
What I ate yesterday: One half of a box of Reduced Fat Cheez-its and about one half pound of mint M&M's. Oh, and a mis-a-lo and about 84 ounces of unsweet tea. Why is it that I can eat mint flavored sweet stuff and not have the awful reaction that I am supposed to have (you know, since I had gastric bypass - the "dumping" syndrome)? And why did I have to figure that out? I wish everything made me hurl. Not really. I don't wish that. But I do wish I were more disciplined. And that I wouldn't fill up on JUNK. Because I felt like major crap last night...all a result of my day of nutritious eating. I couldn't have eaten protein if I had wanted to because I was stuffed full of CRAP. I would blame it on the festive nature of the holidays but we all know this is a recurring theme with me.