So, I had a few people ask about the Christmas party and the holiday trip, so, here goes (I find it doubtful that this is the least bit interesting?)
The Christmas party was a blast. We had about 15 people show up (just enough). More food than we knew what to do with! I made a fantastic holiday punch. It was a great combination of rum, champagne, apple cider, cloves, seltzer, quantro and a little tequila (I think - I don’t realy remember!). For gift giving we did what’s called a Yankee Swap in this neck of the woods. Each person brings a small gift. Then, you choose numbers. The first person chooses a gift from the pile and opens it. The number 2 person opens a gift. If they don’t like it, they can swap it for the one that has already been open. And, on it goes through all 15 people. Only #15 is safe as they can choose any gift or keep the one they opened.
We also had a gingerbreadman decorating contest. Now, you’d think that this would be a wholesome activity. Yet, it shouldn’t be surprising how mature adults can take a naked gingerbreadman, icing, gummies, chocolate chips, etc. and make something dirty out of it! Must’ve been the punch. The winner was a gingerbreadman who was transformed into Madonna in her bustiere days.
Then, of course, holiday charades. I know its corny but it was a hoot. One of our guests was a 92 year old former nun who was a shoe-in for the charades champion. She was amazing. I only wish I could’ve video taped her performances because they were side-splitting fun! If you haven’t played charades lately, give it a try. I was afraid it would be boring, but it was the life of the evening. We had a variety of categories, all centered around the holiday (songs, images, movies, tv specials, etc.)
One of the joys of life is a group of friends gathered together and just focused on each other- sharing the experience, making each other laugh and forgetting about avms, seizures, headaches and all the other worries that make life uneasy for many of us.
So, I was afraid to have this party, but I am so glad we did. We’ll do it again, I know and make a tradition out of it.
I’ll make the next post about the trip to see the “inlaws” in Mississippi.