Happy Boxing Day

Well I made it through another Christmas. True to form I was the first up on Christmas morning.....0530...oh don't ask....I just couldn't sleep and well Santa had some stockings to fill. Hubby was soon to follow. I want to get an early start on things for dinner as I knew I had to go pick my girls up at the ferry and I knew I wouldn't be home till after 3:00.

While I was washing up breakfast dishes and putting things away under the sink, I notice some water. Hmmmmm. I explored. You guessed it leaking pipe. Hubby did a quick patch job and put a bowl under the sink till he could properly repair it the next day. So I make it through that clean up and go to get ready. I was putting things under the sink in the ensuite..when you guessed it another leaky pipe. OMG!! A houseful of guest and my kitchen and bathroom sink are leaking....oh my! But I assured myself things would be ok. I continued to get ready and went to go get my girls from the ferry.

Well I got home with the girls and eldest daughters boyfriend and we settled in and opened presents. At 4:30 hubby announces he has changed his mind about bar-b-queing the turkey and said we should do it in the oven. OMG!!!! It's 4 friggin thirty!!! putting the turkey in the oven now! Be calm I say to myself....so I make the stuffing for the bird and into the oven it goes...thank god my oven is convection....I was so frustrated. All the preparation I had done and all that had to be taken care of was the turkey. Dang. I was mad and disappointed. Hubbies parents were with us for dinner as well, and I felt bad that things were so behind schedule. But by 8:00 pm we were sitting down at the dinner table for our Christmas feast, and a feast it was. The bird was worth the wait. Once I got everything onto the table and we were all sitting there all holding hands while grandpa said grace it dawned on me. It's not about the turkey, the meal...the treats. It's about this moment that we are sharing right now. Holding hands giving thanks for being able to share this meal with the ones that mean so much to us and that we are in fact able to have such a meal. My middle daughter was telling me how she spent Christmas eve helping feed Christmas dinner to the less fortunate and homeless. Yes it truly made me think what the heck do I have to be angry or upset about? After grace I apologized to the family for my grumpy nature and explained why I was grumpy. We all smiled and laughed...and then lots of cracks about how tender the bird was.

So here we are Boxing day. I am exhausted. Middle daughter has migraine that I am dealing with, youngest daughter has a cold and is sniffling and feeling under the weather and eldest daughter is having an allergic reaction to in laws dogs. I ask you can it get any better?

It was a bit of fend for yourself dinner. Turkey and ham sandwiches however you wanted to make them. We then all decided to sit and watch a movie. Good plan.

The kids are now playing a rousing game of Boggle and I am preparing for work in the morning.

So I bid you a fond adieu and wish you all the best. Hope Christmas was everything you hoped for!