Yes, it's Christmas.
It's been a very low key set of days. I have decided that my matriarch status lets me dictate some things about holidays and so I've decided that I'm no longer hosting them. The decision was easily made. No one likes to drive 2 hours to us. One nephew has a dog. Everything ends up on a day with a sporting event and he just wants to watch that anyway. And lastly this same nephew is a huge homebody. Add in the fact that we drive north every 6 weeks and have for the past 18 years, it's easier to just let them host.
And so they did. My side of the family is very small. My niece-in-law's is huge. And they were all there. And it was loud and crazy and fun. The food was amazing. The experience was just great fun. That was last weekend.
The weekend before was the annual Schwitzner Sibling Christmas, which is always on the third Sunday of December and hosted by the same sister. This too was also a wonderful, albeit lower key, event. We all got to hang out and then the next day we all got back together to lay The Dad, as they referred to John, to rest. We hung out with my MIL on the 21st, enjoying pizza at a beloved pizzeria.
So by the 22nd, all the (forced) Christmas events were done. Whew.
Meanwhile work continues. Standing up a new general ledger is no small feat and the workload is nuts, but it's coming along. I'm just tired and crabby. It will all be done soon enough.
And Santa brought me the gift I've asked for. (Wink, wink, that's a work reference.)
