We always spend Christmas day at my parents. Around 11 a.m., my sister and her family shows up, and we all get to open presents together. Wahoo! Lately, we’ve developed the tradition of going in age order, with the youngest starting first. My poor mother always has to go last!
My parents’ dogs were both remarkably good about these ridiculous hats. They kept them on for quite a while!
Smokey Jones was not nearly excited about opening presents as I was. My oldest sister couldn’t be at Christmas this year so she Skyped in for opening presents. It was fun to have her there “via satellite,” as I kept saying. It was also hilarious because she kept changing into various hats while she was Skyping with us. At one point, she was wearing a sombrero. Hehe!
One of my sisters lives in Oregon, but she wasn’t able to come back to Chicago this year for the holidays because she recently started a new job. We’re all going to miss her a lot this Christmas, but we’ll get to see her in February once she finally has enough vacation time. That’s good.
Anyway, I made this Oregon piece for Maureen because I made a similar one of Illinois a while back, and at the time, Maureen said I should make her one of Oregon for Christmas–so I did!
She already opened her other present from me, which she got in the mail, but this is a Christmas surprise for her.
Maureen, I hope you like the this! I’ll be sending a framed version out to you in the mail tomorrow!
On Sunday, we invited my whole family over for dinner and Jim and I made pork chops, brussels sprouts, pan-fried potatoes with rosemary, and a delicious salad. The dinner turned out really well, but I was so busy preparing that I forgot to take a picture until the end. Oh well!
Thanks, family, for coming over! It was a fun evening!
This evening, I went over to my parents’ house to celebrate my uncle’s 65th birthday. We had delicious corned beef, cabbage, potatoes, salad, and homemade Irish soda bread for dinner (thanks Mom!) and afterwards, with a bit of help, I made a fire in the backyard in my parents’ chiminea. We sat around the fire all evening and even sang a few songs. It was lovely.
To capture the feeling of the night, I made a simple video of our fire and set it to the song “The Blizzard’s Never Seen the Desert Sands” by the Tallest Man on Earth.