Ho, ho, ho...

Well, now that it's almost a month after Christmas (or so it seems), I've decided to try and recap a few of the moments enjoyed over that time. I guess my first Christmas celebration was with Woodgate, my old church, on the 18th. A lot of us gathered at the Peer's house for games and food. It was fun-some of us played Cranium while the boys played Xbox. It was my first time to play this game, but I really enjoyed it. I suppose that whole evening was a little bitter sweet because we all knew the next day was going to be our last service as Woodgate Community Church. I really love all the people I met while going to Woodgate so I hope we are all able to stay in touch. I know I'll still see the Peer's, and probably Brad too...and hopefully Beth. Anyway, in another post I may go into more detail of my search for a new church family. My next holiday shindig was with my Dad's family. This is always interesting because his brothers are pretty strange. Bobby and his wife Desa are always late...never fails. My grandpa brought his girlfriend, Diane, who my family has actually known for many years, way before she became my grandpa's significant other. (On a side note-isn't it sad that my grandpa can find a girlfriend and I'm still young and can't find a decent boyfriend? I think it's because my standards are higher...Yeah, that's it.) My uncle Jimmy was there too with my only cousin on my dad's side, Catherine. She's a freshman at the University of Florida and probably partying a lot, but she's a sweet girl. This is actually the only time of year that my dad's family gets together so it's pretty awkward at times. Everyone comes in, eats, then gets the heck out of dodge. Of course us few grandkids did manage to get some money from our grandpa. My grandpa also told me that night, as he was walking into the bathroom, that he was going to have to put his dog to sleep. By the time he came out of the bathroom, I had forgotten to ask him why or to elaborate. I'm still sort of confused about this because when I was at his house, the dog seemed a little under the weather, but not bad enough to put him under. (Side note: When I did ask him about this later he said it was because the vet was trying to cheat him and wouldn't refill a prescription for the dog. It came down to him not wanting to pay $35 for another visit. Old people are really cheap sometimes.) Nothing too exciting happened though with my paternal side of the family. Of course no Christmas will ever beat the year when my grandpa brought free casino gifts to us as our presents. It was a true white-trash Christmas, but also a memory I'll never forget. I know my grandmother was rolling over in her grave at this sight. (I don't really think dead people can see us, but if she could, she would have been rolling over, ok?) I'm running out of time so I'll have to write about the other celebrations at another time, but hopefully the few of you who read this can enjoy it. Have a good one...