However it was well worth all the prep work as we started the night with a yummy dinner of ham with all the fixings. My cousin Jose was in charge of the rolls and dessert. He made a peach cobbler in the dutch oven. He did his research and it turned out great. My sister made homemade egg nog. I believe this is the first time she's cooked all by herself with more than a few ingredients and a few pans. I love my sister and can't help but tease her when the opportunity presents itself. Usually her friends let her grate cheese and easy stuff like that. She did a great job with the egg nog.
After dinner we opened a few gifts. We had some great laughs as my cousins opened their gifts. A big bag of candy for each of them, something they didn't see coming. Over the past weeks they had come over and eaten some of bags of candy before I even had any. Jason got some fun Simpson PJ's I got him and everyone else of course got PJ's as well. After gifts we began our game of Monopoly and watched A Christmas Story over and over again until little by little each one of us went to bed and only 3 remained playing the game and Jason ended up winning a few hours later.
The part Jason might will remember about this night happened around 5pm. In my mood to have everything clean and ready I left one thing to the very end of my list. I had 3 gifts to drop off. Jason got home from work, I left him with instructions and I was on my way out the door. Well, as I backed out of the garage let's just say the Trailblazer got a little close to Jason's car and it has left a small dent and scratches. I was so mad because I honestly didn't know how I got so far over at an angle to hit his car. To make a long story short I cried in the thought that we might be spending Christmas Eve taking care of company policy. I felt awful for my kiddos and Jason, the guy who would have to leave his family on Christmas Eve to take care of my incident and my family waiting at home. Jason took it all very well and did his best to comfort me and tried to smooth it all over. My parents on the other hand weren't concerned for my safety but asked how Jason was taking it. Heeellllooo. After I explained that he was fine, they totally talked him up and said how wonderful he is...blah...blah...blah.
Luckily his work didn't make me or him do anything and we spent the night just fine. Of course I got teased A LOT! What a great memory to have. I keep asking Jason how many wives have hit their husbands company cars and he assures me he's sure it's happened in the past. I do know one thing I'm not ecstatic for the next company party AND I'm still getting teased.
2 comments:
It's all about the memories. At least you will never forget what happened on this Christmas Eve.
I love the comment about how your sister usually just grates the cheese. My sister has a complex, because whenever we are making food assignments for a family dinner we give her chips or drinks . . . the "no cooking involved" items.
I usually get the "no cooking" items too! I thought it was because I lived so far away, but maybe it's not! :) LOL!! :)
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