The beauty of starting your blog on Christmas day is that your blogoversary does not pass unnoticed. It was five years ago today I dove head-first into "that blog thing." I've never looked back and blogging has enriched my life immeasurably. So. Many. Wonderful. People. Love you all.
Today was a special day for all the normal reasons--family, fresh-out-of-the-oven cinnamon rolls, lots of presents, a bike ride at the lake. Christmas is always fun, but this one is special for being the first Christmas Grownup Guy spent with us. It's also the day these save-the-dates-cards are ready to be dropped in the mailbox.
Grownup Girl and Grownup Guy are moving on in a couple of weeks--they still have their clinical rotations in other cities to finish. I always feel lucky, but I am especially blessed to have had this time to get to know my future son-in-law on a day-to-day basis. He is good people through and through and that's a very big deal when you''re bringing someone into your family.
He is also the next-generation Mr. Fix-it. We needed a new garage door opener recently (the garage door got tired of rebelling only when Mr. Fix-it was out of town so that I looked like a lunatic when he got home, pushed the button and asked "what did you say was wrong with it?"); I had no idea what a huge undertaking it is to install an opener. It took the guys about three hours to get it up. It's very cool to know that with the GuGs living close by, there will be many more projects that will be tackled together over the years. While I babysit :)
GuGuy is also a car guy and a fishing guy which are two pursuits most of the other males around here consider to be worthwhile. He also cooks. I know.
I pen this as the kitchen bustles with the activity of dinner prep and we devise schemes to remove. every. last. sweet. from the house first thing tomorrow. I"m about to pour myself a glass of Champagne as it's either that or go into hyperdrive removing the detritus of a successful Christmas from the flat surfaces in my home--and really, nobody wants to see that, do they?
Grownup Guy's analysis of the differences between the way his family does Christmas and the way ours does includes the way we open presents (his family does piles with the youngest going first while we do one-at-a-time in no particular order) and the fact that there's a lot more swearing at our holiday (we did have to rejoice over the fact that Social Butterfly may not have joined the rest of us in consuming a f*ck-ton of cinnamon rolls, she did have a bite of one and that is cause for all kinds of celebration to me!).
Also? We have less church and more vodka shots--which may not sound like family values to everyone, but it sure feels like it to me today.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year all!