On Christmas Eve, my aunt and uncle’s friends and their four children joined us for the night. Since Sari and I were sleeping in a room directly below the living room, I fully expected to hear the thundering herd storming the tree around 5 am. Then, I woke up at 8:30 and there was silence. I poked my head out our bedroom door and one of the girls was sitting patiently on her bed while the younger one was still asleep. I assumed they must not know about Santa. Nope, they were just incredibly well-behaved and sweet children. The older kids patiently handed out the presents to the younger ones, helped them open them, and got excited over each toy. It was the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen.
Every child was very grateful for their gifts and they immediately shared with their siblings. If I ever have kids, I’m going to make those people write me a manual. Their kids were amazing. Things were so peaceful that the dogs had nothing to do but sleep.
After the kids opened their gifts, my sister, mom, and I started on lunch.
My aunt and uncle wanted Texas foods and, specifically, Texas cornbread. Apparently, cornbread can be wildly different. So, we whipped that up along with mashed potatoes, baked ham, broccoli and rice casserole, green beans, and a pumpkin pie. We kept fueled with Coca-Cola from Mexico which was a first for me. Even though it’s insanely popular in Austin, I never got around to trying it until now. Tastes like any ol’ Coke to me.
After lunch, we decided to do some exercising before we left for home. Running didn’t really happen as planned again, but whatever. I quit eating and went outside. That should count for something. The entire time I was straggling around like a dying elephant, I could not quit thinking about armies moving across those mountains during the Civil War. I just don’t know how anybody made it.
Thankfully, it was so beautiful, that every step was worth it. I certainly wouldn’t mind a nice little log cabin up there. Especially come summertime. I would require a four month supply of food and toilet paper for the winter because I could barely drive when the roads were completely dry. Even though there wasn’t snow, we did find the most magnificent frost.
It was so beautiful, and we were completely captivated by it. I’ve never seen frost on my car that isn’t anything more than a solid sheet of ice or slush. Well done, Georgia, well done.
When we got back to the house, the kids had set up one of their gifts and were making cotton candy.
It was the perfect snack to get us all jacked up for seven hours in the car.