AuburnChick's Adventures

My, my, my, but time does seem to fly when you’re not having to make lesson plans and actually feel like your head is screwed on tightly!

I last blogged about my celebration with my mom.

Well, that afternoon, Coupon Queen admitted herself to the hospital.  She’d been having dizzy spells, and she thought her diverticulitis might be acting up.  So, off she went, and we started praying.

She didn’t go home that evening.  Grand Pooba returned to the house in the wee hours of the morning to retrieve her personal items because she’d been admitted into her own room.  We never heard a thing.

The next day, we took turns visiting her.  Chicky, Super Sis, and I ran to Walgreens, where everyone in Podunk, USA, was doing last-minute shopping, and picked up a set of lights, garland, and a musical animal.  We decorated her room and turned on the saxophone-wielding critter.

She smiled in delight, and the nurses chuckled softly when they entered at various times.

She got to go home later that afternoon, and we all did our thing, whatever that was (can hardly remember what exactly “that” entailed), and then we headed off to bed to await Santa.

I don’t know why, but I woke up at 3:19am and just could not go back to sleep.  My stomach wasn’t feeling great, and I was a little nervous that I’d caught my nephew’s bug, so I stayed in bed until 4 before finally giving up and arising.

I got myself all made up and then traveled downstairs, where I read for an hour before I started hearing people begin to stir upstairs.

It was finally time to find out what Santa had brought…

Chicky asked for that Bieber calendar, and yes, she’s almost twenty years old.  Go figure.

The kids seemed pleased with their gifts, and we waited for Super Sis’s family to arrive.

Coupon Queen had wrapped the presents with beautiful bows and ribbons, which made taking our time even more fun…

Tradition is that we take turns opening gifts, one at a time, beginning with the youngest person.  Everyone gets his or her time in the spotlight, and it’s a great way to thank each gift giver personally.

While one person opens, the rest of us wait…patiently…

Everyone seemed to really like their gifts.

I got a magenta colored purse, seven-cup food processor, and various other goodies.

Grand Pooba seemed to enjoy his BB gun, which Super Sis’s family got him to scare away adorable animals like this guy…

Yeah, yeah.  Don’t you dare post ugly comments.  First of all, I didn’t give that gift, and second of all, I yelled out to the squirrels, “Run, run for your lives!!”  I have witnesses.

After eating lunch, we headed over to Super Sis’s house to see what her family had gotten.  It was like walking into the aftermath of a tornado.  They’d opened gifts and run!

We visited for a while and headed back to the grandparents’ house for the evening.

I was doing a slow fade and headed to bed early.

It had been a wonderful Christmas!

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