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Twas' The Night, Before The Night Before Christmas...

Christmas Eve. Eve as the 10 year ol' girl inside me likes to call it.

One of my favorite Christmas pieces from Calvin & Hobbes:

On window panes, The icy frost
Leaves feathered patterns, Crissed and crossed
But in our house the Christmas tree
is decorated festively
With tiny dots of colored light
That cozy up this winter night
Christmas songs, familiar, slow
Play softly on the radio
Pops and hisses from the fire
whistle with the bells and choir.
My tiger is now fast asleep
On his back and dreaming deep.
When the fire makes him hot.
He turns to warm whatever's not.
Propped against him on the rug,
I give my friend a gentle hug.
Tomorrow's what I'm waiting for,
But I can wait a little more......

Last night, the Abbott family went to see Christmas in the park.  It was lovely, but would have been way better if Haley was able to enjoy it more.  She was looking around and such, but she can't fully appreciate something like that until she is older.  The line to the park was forever long, so we were all a little cranky by the time we could actually see the lights.  Afterward we went to O'Shays for a bite to eat and headed home.

This morning, we stopped by the house to see the progress.  It is starting to pick up the pace.  They have most of the foundation and they are working on the underground plumbing.  It is fun to try to visualize what is to come.  They should start framing at the end of January and they claim it will be finished by April.  I am not looking forward to moving again, but I am ready to get out of the apartment.  The area we are moving is growing fast, but it is very quiet and literally 6 miles and 7 minutes away from m parents.

Today, I am hard at work at the tanning salon.  No Haley this time.  I am not sure what tonight has in store for us yet.  Probably redbox and some pizza.  It appears as if we have started a Friday night tradition.

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve Communion and a church service.  The family and I will probably meet Ian on his lunch for some dinner out.  And the rest of the evening will be a relaxing night in--just Haley and I.   Ian has to work the majority of the upcoming holidays, but it comes with the job.  It would be a lot worse if we had a ton of family to visit, but we keep it pretty simple on holidays.

Christmas Day we will pay a visit to my parents before Christmas dinner at my Grandparent's.  It's interesting to hear about everyone's Christmas traditions.  One tradition we have always done on Christmas morning is eat cinnamon toast for breakfast.  Our family is pretty ridiculous when it comes to meals during the holidays, so we always eat a light breakfast.

I really don't have anything interesting or insightful for today.  I found a class that I am going to take.  I am super excited about it.  It is through a college but isn't actually for college credit (which makes it a lot cheaper).  I will get a lovely letter of completion for my portfolio,  but that is about it.  It seems like it is going to be a good experience for me.

Lastly...I am so over cancer.  Today, a dear friend is getting her last round of chemo.  Which is worth a celebration because she will no longer have to go through that pain.  But today, I found out another dear friend was diagnosed with Thyroid cancer and it is in her lymph nodes (which I believe makes it stage 3). I am counting my blessings that the recent people in my life diagnosed have been able to not only survive but beat cancer.

That is about all I have for today.  I hope everyone has a fantastic Christmas.



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