Christmas Eve

We slept in till around 11 – then started to work on our Christmas projects. Mine was a pineapple upside down cake for a Christmas gathering. His, of course, was last minute shopping followed by changing the oil in two of our vehicles.



(Yes, we are one of those ridiculous couples who have 3 vehicles for 2 people. He loves his precious Jeep and I’m currently devising a plan to get rid of it get him to trade his 2 mediocre vehicles for 1 super cool vehicle.)


The cake was of such disastrous proportions, I’m saving it for another blog. Jay hasn’t emailed me the pictures yet – but you’ll get the full scoop once he does.


The oil changes didn’t pass without incident either. First my oil cap got stuck in his wrench and he had to spend 5-10 minutes getting it out. Then he came in the house and got on the computer without washing his hands. Consequently, he got oil on the computer and on the mattress pad. (The laptop was on the bed and I was washing the sheets at the time.)


Yipee! Another load of laundry for me.


Which may or may not be still in the dryer 5 days later.


I was ready before Jay, so he asked me to get his clothes together. Because he is in charge of his own laundry (I know – I’ve already been informed what an evil, lazy wife I am), sometimes finding an outfit means digging into the back of the closet. Sometimes it means digging through the pile of dirty clothes on the guest bedroom floor and finding something not too horribly wrinkled.


Diving into his closet, I found a pair of Kenneth Cole flat front black pants – with the tags still on. We’re still not sure where they came from. Most of Jay’s dress pants are pleated front hand-me-downs from a friend of Jay’s parents (read: old man pants). I’m not sure how this hidden gem got buried, but when I took them to Jay I told him that he needs to wear them. A lot!


We met my parents at their church for Christmas Eve communion service, then headed back to their house for dinner. Our Christmas Eve tradition is t-bone steaks and browned potatoes, to follow later in the evening with coffee and dessert.


After dinner, we opened presents. As usual, we received a big pile of loot from my parents. I got a Tommy Hilfiger sweater, a fleece jacket for running, a pair of zip away hiking shorts/pants, a trendy belt, and a whole pile of other stuff I can’t remember right now.


Together Jay and I got 2 seasons of Psych on DVD and Christmas decorations. Jay’s favorite gift was his Home Depot gifts card, but he got some pretty cool other stuff too – a book he’d asked for, two seasons of Lois & Clark: The New Adventures of Superman (that’s what happens when you forget to get your wife an anniversary gift and she has to sell what she bought you to her mom for your Christmas gift), a fishing net, a camo shirt, and a couple of other things I can’t remember.


My parents liked their gifts – one of which was my Best.Gift.Ever. blog printed and framed. As expected, my dad cried when I read it to them.

Christmas Eve is always just as fun for me as Christmas, and this day was no different.

I decided to break up the Christmas Eve/day posts because I rambled so much there is so many details to share.