So here I am, tucked away here in the BIG hills of Arkansas, about 820 miles from my family, my first Christmas with NO family. The day started out with a hearty Merry Christmas call from my former neighbors (they were the BEST neighbors anyone could ask for). Then I opened Christmas presents with my grandkids over the phone...could hear the paper ripping and the excited squeel from Kady -- "the jeans are SPARKLY!" Zach, well he's 2, so he didn't say much. Followed by Christmas phone calls from my brother in Connecticut and another brother in New York.
And then I was invited to have Christmas dinner with a co-worker's family because she knew I would be here by myself (definitely NOT feeling sorry for myself, I must point out). But it was so sweet ! And the food was great, and now I'm sitting here feeling fat, happy, and content.
Merry Christmas, everyone!!
And then I was invited to have Christmas dinner with a co-worker's family because she knew I would be here by myself (definitely NOT feeling sorry for myself, I must point out). But it was so sweet ! And the food was great, and now I'm sitting here feeling fat, happy, and content.
Merry Christmas, everyone!!