The ghost of Christmas. Past.

Dropped everyone off at the airport this morning. Mom, Dad, John, Leigh Ann, and Marvel (my grandmother, for any new readers out there) came to California to join Corey and I for Christmas this year. (Click the picture to go to the photo album.) They spent about three full days with us, and we had a BLAST. It was so nice to have family here.

And now they're back in Ohio. And we're not entertaining guests any more.

So we slept. Got home from the airport and crashed for about six hours. It was a beautiful thing. We've been going so hard for the last month -- cleaning, organizing, painting, moving furniture, preparing food, etc. etc. etc. -- that it was wonderful to just STOP.

And now we have this wonderful week of vacation. We haven't put anything on the schedule yet, so we get to just make it up as we go along. I imagine there will be some shopping involved. I imagine we'll be doing some cleaning. And I imagine there will be a great deal of napping, too. But I look forward to it. It's been a great Christmas, and the rest of the holiday week will be just as nice.

Posted: Wed - December 29, 2004 at 02:18 AM

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The ghost of Christmas. Past.

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