it's not surprising at all, but the state of christmas evening (not to be confused with christmas eve) in the sabs household can only be joyous and exuberant (when guests are there), or -- and this is far more likely -- angry, frustrating, and full of yelling. never anything in between.
and since our guests couldn't make it, guess where today landed?
randall says it's because the my two siblings and i cannot be in a room together for longer than 30 minutes. we're fine in pairs, but when all three of us are there, it might as well be over. throw in a frustrated sleep-deprived morm, and we might as well have stayed at home for the holidays.
yet they're family, and i wouldn't trade them in for any other group of folks, no matter how civilized.
that is, unless you want to adopt me?
today randall and i decided that we might as well get into the holiday spirit. we both generally enjoy the holidays, but last year we didn't do a darn thing. no tree, no mistletoe, nothing. it made the entire holiday season anti-climatic, so we decided to step up our game this year.
this evening we stopped by the nearby tree lot and picked ourselves up a winner. then we spent an hour searching for our christmas decorations. we were about to declare christmas as ruined, when we finally discovered them hiding in the basement. our decorations are white lights, silver ornamental garland, red spheres and toys. lots of funny little toys including playmobile figurines, legos, and cute little stuffed creatures. it's really weird, i'm semi-ocd on the tree, i grew up in a house with a complete hodgepodge of ornaments in every kind of a color, but as an adult i want it to be a bit more consistent. i just hope i don't turn into one of those "perfect" tree people where everything has to be the exact same color and spacing, because we all know weird ceramic owls don't find their ways onto those trees.