Happy Birthday Jesus
Yep, it is Christmas Eve and I'm blogging. Therapy for me really. Santa came to our house last night, since he knows mommy works tomorrow. We told the kids they couldn't wake us up til 6:30 and low and behold--Abby "thought" her clock said 6:30am, when in fact, it said 5:30 am!
We've had fun today going to church(Mike let Hudson hold the little candle and I was terrified he'd light the man in front of us on fire). Then we had a party with my mother's side of the family. The kids were pooped out and I'm about to hit the hay. Mike got me 3 new books that I'm dying to dive into: The Ragamuffin Gospel, Half the Sky, and I am Nujood, age 10 and divorced. Only problem is that Mike just flipped the channel and Pretty In Pink is on--my all time FAVORITE!!
So happy to report:
we didn't swipe one single time this holiday season!! And, yesterday I sent the last of Carter's ER payments. Dave Ramsey debt snowball---here we come!!!!!!
And, as for our Christmasing, we have 4 events down, and 1 to go. Actually, I'll be working tomorrow(seems people have lots of heart attacks on Christmas). It's stinks sometimes to be an ICU nurse, but it's okay, I've had my fill of fun Christmas events--and let me declare here, they've been a blast(food, fellowship, music, toys, friends and family, tacky clothing and such). I'll make a fat check this week with critical shortage differential(we are short staffed) and holiday pay. I think I'll survive missing out on one last Christmas get together.
In a few days I'll post some pics of the last few events. I'm also working on a long post about why I'm so weird--especially at Christmas time :)
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