Mama Polt made, as she usually does, turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn, lima beans, sauerkraut, and there were buns, oh, and of course gravy. I had three plates. When else do I get to eat THAT good??? (skipped the limas and sauerkraut, ugh!)
Laid around bemoaned the fact that I ate too much and felt uncomfortable, but this too is a tradition in our house. Anyway, when the laundry was done, I got it together and took it home. My cousin Trish was coming down to my uncles with my little cousin Cam at 500. So i came home, put the clothes away, and laid down for a nap, cause after eating all the turkey, well, what else CAN I do?
I woke and I got to my uncles house at 530. We watched Cam open the gifts, and then we sat around and talked for a bit. I held Cam for upwards of a half hour I think. He wasn't fussy at all, just laid there, and let me hold him. I turned him on his stomach and rest him on mine (hey, it's a good cushion) and he watched the lights wrapped around the railing over my shoulder. Oh, and chewed all over a hunk of my shirtsleeve. Oh, and farted and pooped himself to his heart's content. After I turned him over to his mother to change him ( I do NOT do diapers), we all adjourned to the rec room, where we snacked on, well, snack food, and talked some more. And then after about 3 hours total, we left.I came home, got online for this posting, and will soon, when I'm finished, go to bed. And that, friends and neighbors, was my Christmas day. A whole lot of nothing, but I loved it nonetheless.
POLT = listening to "You Don't Know" by Cyndi Lauper
Honey, I'm more man that you'll EVER be and more woman than you'll EVER get. - Car Wash
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