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Sunday, January 01, 2006

Post-Christmas celebration

I woke up this morning not wanting to get out of bed. But I had to get up earlier than usual to attend a Post-Christmas celebration with my family. A friend left a message on my answering machine asking about my big date so I called her back right away so she would know I hadn't been kidnapped. She asked if I was handcuffed to a bed, I said no. I told had to get going to see my family today. I found the way the there alright, but drove passed their house because they had a wreath covering the house number. The last digit was revealed on the edge of the wreath so I braked and swerved into their neighbor's driveway to turn around. My aunt and uncle spent the night there so I was the first to arrive. My Mom's cousin plus her parents joined the group after me, then my parents and siblings came. My sister had her hands full with all 4 of my nieces (only the baby is hers). She announced to us that she is not having 4 children, the grocery bill would kill them.

Once everyone arrived we said grace and ate dinner (or lunch). The baby niece cried a lot during the afternoon, after the meal. She took a nap to calm her down a little. She does not handle rooms full of strangers well, especially a group dying to hold her on their laps. She came to me during one crying fit, but mostly cried for Mama and Daddy. My cousin's girls and my older nieces all tried to play with her, but sometimes were rejected by baby during her fit. My sister made the observation of babies responding best to high pitched voices to explain why she walked to me during a crying fit. That could be true. After she calms down, she is ready to play with the other girls again. She can say all my nieces names along with Grandma and Grandpa. One cousin's girl she can say her name easier than the other, but I heard her say both names once. My aunt asked if she talked much since she was mostly quiet. My sister said she is just shy around strangers. My baby niece is a chatterbox when I visit.

I heard news about one of my cousins. She got married last year to a man from Lebanon and they are expecting their first child this spring. Courtesy of Sep. 11 and new immigration laws, he has been deported back to Lebanon because his Visa had expired. I guess marrying an American citizen does not count anymore. My aunt said he should be back in January when he gets his Visa business straightened out.

After supper (or dinner) everybody said their good-byes and went home. My aunt works at this party and school supplies store's warehouse filling orders, which means she gets free stuff to choose from often. Every gathering she brings stuff from her store to give away; pencils, suckers, stickers, picture frames, wall decor, etc. One pacifier lollipop gave me dirty ideas when sucking on it. One niece asked me what dirty idea I had. I told her it was an adult idea I would tell her when she turned 18. She said, Liar, you will forget by then. I told her hopefully she figure it out on her own by then (I was not going to explain oral sex to a 10-year-old). I one more present from my other sister was a hand mixer, though different from the one my Mom gave me. I might keep both, in case of one breaking and needing replacement. My cousin's girl gave a concert on her saxophone and the other girl showed off her tumbling until she got dizzy. I finally came home and took off my Christmas cards from the doorway. I had to place the family photos in my photo album, plus I keep hitting them every time I walk by. Then I copied a picture for the 3 1/2" x 5" photo frame I got from my aunt in her great giveaway. Now I shall watch TV until bedtime. I have a lot of putting away to do tomorrow. Post later. Bye!

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