A Solitary Holiday

So...... I worked at both places last night, and feel like I wasted the whole day.  There were not enough guests for me to stay at work, so I was sent home early.  I made a drive to the bank - it's 32 miles away - and felt only a little accomplished.  I came home to a small Christmas Eve get together, but came downstairs with my bottle of Bailey's to watch a Christmas Story with the dogs and cat.  I feel so settled when they're sleeping nearby.  I thought I had lost my phone last noght, but found it this morning under the passenger seat of my car.  All we needed was a little daylight, as my brother and I were out there at Midnight looking for it.  I loved watching them putting the kid's new bikes out for them to find.  I did the honors and emptied Santa's cookie plate by feeding them to the dogs.

The family of off visiting my sister in law's family, and I'm still watching the Christmas Story with dogs sleeping nearby.  Sweet.  I have to work at the hotel tonight, and that should be pretty solitary as well.  We only have six rooms booked tonight.

We are having our Christmas dinner Monday afternoon, and I'm so excited for it.  Our cousin is hosting it at the Fraternity House where she is a house mom.  The boys are gone for the Holidays, so we will have a huge kitchen and dining room at our disposal.  My sister and her husband are coming up from Dallas, so we will have a great time!

There was a family party at Grams' place Thursday, and that was also Dad's birthday.  The four of us had many laughs.  Everyone else here had some sort of flu symptoms, so they stayed home.  We were so full of candy and crackers, that no one wanted to go out for a birthday dinner.  I took Grams for a haircut, and took her to Wendy's for a baked potato, her favorite.  She kept asking where we were. 'What is this place?'  'How did you know they had baked potatoes?' 'Is this Wendy's?'  Stupid Alzheimer's.