Thanksgiving
It was my year to work on Thanksgiving, but I was taken off
of it by the scheduler, and instead had to work the entire weekend (I would
have much rather received the time and a half and not worked three days in a
row). Since we spent Thanksgiving with my parents last year, we hung out at
home and celebrated with Kevin’s family. It was much smaller and thus different
from our normal Thanksgivings with my side of the family. For my side of the
family we have dinner with either my mom’s sister’s family or my dad’s sister’s
family, both of which are quite big and full of, for lack of a better word,
noisy kids. With Kevin’s family it was his parents, his mom’s parents, an
uncle, and his brother. It was much more subdued, and we weren’t treated to a
million different pies or salads since it makes no sense to have that much food
for eight people. However, we were treated to Glenda’s wonderful homemade
rolls, which adequately made up for the lack of variety. One really big plus
was getting out of our horribly frigid house (see two posts ago).
Christmas
I didn’t have to work on Christmas either, and we decided
that we were hosting Christmas at our house. That sounded exciting until Kevin
had to pick me up from work after I puked twice. I felt horrible and weak, so I
really wasn’t in the mood to drive home, albeit the drive is about 20 minutes.
I basically came home and slept, then tried to force myself to eat some chicken
noodle soup. The next day, I was basically no help to Kevin as we prepared to
host Christmas Eve dinner at our house for our parents and Kevin’s brother. We
decided to go the nontraditional route and sample all of the varied Chinese
offerings from Costco and Sam’s Club. My enjoyment of this dinner was
drastically impacted by the fact that my stomach was still queasy from the day
before. So I basically ate plain chicken and rice. Exciting stuff. The next day
we opened presents, ate leftovers, and then said goodbye to my parents. After
they left, we made the rounds to check out the loot received by Kevin’s family.
Luna devoured all of her peanut butter bones while we were gone. Fortunately
she did not puke like she did in the morning when she scarfed her first bone
down while we were opening presents. (That incident might have been related to the
fact that she ate Sissy’s food immediately after devouring the bone. Maybe they
didn’t mix or something.
It was kind of relaxing to just stay home rather than go to
Kamas and eat with my aunt’s family and definitely much better than working.Who knows when the next time I will have both holidays off?
