Christmas 2005

I didn't know when I was going to make time to fix the Italian cookies. Thursday night I was suppose to go out with Missy and do some Christmas shopping, but ended up going with my sister instead because Missy had some bad headaches. Friday night Jenny needed me over to her Christmas party. I got to meet Jenny's mom again, after 30 years, as well as her cousin, Connie. I really enjoyed visiting with them and Jenny had some great food to snack on too. So after leaving Jenny's house, I called Missy and asked her to do some last minute shopping with me. I wanted a fiber optic Christmas tree like Jenny had. We went all over town trying to find one; we went to Wal-Mart first, then finally found one at K-Mart, but didn't have the money to buy it. Missy was so good to me to offer to pay for it until I could give her the money. It was on sale. While we were there, we looked at televisions and compared prices from the other store. Then we both agreed to try Meijer's to find Samantha, Missy's daughter, a television set. Bingo! It was the largest television on sale at the lowest price. Only thing is we had to go back across the river to pick up the cash to pay for it. So I took Missy to her house and she went in to get the money, and we went off to Meijer's again across the river. When we got there, only two of them were left. So we grabbed it and checked out. Missy called Bobby Jo, her eldest daughter, to come over to help put it in their car. However, it turned out it would not fit in their car, and they put it in my powerback of the Lexus. Well, it didn't fit.......but when there's a will there's a way! Good ole MIssy tore up the box and stuck the whole television in the back. It fit. I was so happy that we went out that night. It was the first time we've been together and did something in a while. Saturday morning I wrapped the present that Missy needed wrapped, plus I wrapped up her Christmas gifts that I wanted to give her...since she was so good to me and said that I didn't have to pay her back for the tree. She was so nice.

Christmas Eve was really good this year. I just felt bad that I forgot to wrap Vivian's presents. Towards the end of the evening, after everybody got their gifts, Vivian just looked at her kids and asked who all gave her presents. So I told her Santa's still coming, just like they were telling little Anthony. Anthony wanted a batmobile so bad that he eventually grabbed his present (the one that I had to rewrap in spiderman paper) and snatched it under the dining room table and started ripping it open. He was so disappointed. He was not happy with his batman lamp at all. He fell asleep before the night was over because it was so boring and not exciting at all. Everyone was telling him that Santa still had to come and that it wasn't midnight yet. As for me, I was very content with my gifts. Jenny got me a scarf made from rabbit fur dyed crimson red. The kids got me a weight scale that calculates my body fat and hydration. And they also got me a little pendant charm "#1 Nana"...aren't those kids the greatest!? I got another scarf from Terry, but this one was beautiful lace and silk. I put it around my head like an arabian lady. I got another scarf too from Vivian.

Wow! Christmas Day has come and gone. We were expecting Marie and her friend to come over this evening, but I guess they changed their minds. Today was pretty good. I woke up with a good dream of being in Tulsa, Oklahoma and being chosen to star in a play or show. Then Mom woke me up because Vivian called needing something. So I decided to get up. I turned off my breathing machine and put on my eyeglasses and washed up. I turned on the television to the Trinity Broadcasting Network and there was a play from the program called "Love Worth Finding." I really enjoyed listening to it while I was at the computer. Then it dawned on me that I promised Vivian last night that I was going to give her presents today since I forgot to wrap them for Christmas Eve. So I spent the rest of the morning putting the pajamas and torquoise sweater in boxes with some odds and ends, like Cherry Blossom body cream, vitamins, perfume samples, and other stuff. Then Vivian came over with the ham, rolls, and gravy, then gave Mom orders to fix the devilled eggs and put the ham in the oven for about an hour and 15 minutes. I then gave her the presents that I had just recently wrapped that morning. She liked them. Then she went back home and I decided to get dressed for the CHRISTmas day. Around 3:00 p.m. Vivian came back with Everitt and the sweet potato casserole. I had already taken the ham out of the oven. And my favorite TBN program was on the television, "The King Is Coming." This time it was Everitt's turn to sit in the living room and watch it, since I watched his football game yesterday on Christmas Eve. I think he enjoyed it; he didn't say anything bad, but eventually he took hold of the remote and was thumbing through the guide. Eventually Santina called and asked if it was alright to bring Boo (Philip) over for the Christmas dinner. Vivian said yes, but Everitt objected. We all invited Boo in and greeted him warmly. He is a very sweet and gentle black fellow and he's a good friend to Santina. He's also musically inclined. So everybody nominated me to say the prayers and we all ate in peace. Then Johnathan and his girlfriend, Elisha, came over and they ate just as we were getting started. Jessica didn't come at all today. She had to take little Anthony over to his cousin's house for Christmas. So everybody eventually went into the living room and chatted with each other. Santina found the stash of rare, old scotch that her Uncle Carmine, and Grandpa, had at the house the last time they were here. Of course, everybody had to take smoke breaks and go outside on the porch to relieve their nicotine fix. I went outside too, first without a sweater until Big Sister told me to go back in the house and put something on. I just went out there to keep company with everybody, but I did not smoke. I petted the cats and gave them some more food. They still had clean water too. Santina thinks that one of the cats is pregnant, as well as mute, meaning she doesn't or cannot meow.