Christmas Eve

As I sit here Christmas Eve...

staring at my stockings hung by the chimney...

and my sparkling Christmas tree, I'm kind of sad that I won't be having Christmas at my house. But then I remember the chaos and mess and that feeling suddenly turns to happiness.

I'm sure I had just as much work to do having Christmas at Melissa's - baking cookies, making the mashed potatoes, gathering up all the presents and stockings and checking my list. I had one last stop to make and that was to go to Harrah's to pick up the ribs (we had a barbecue Christmas). Teresa and I went up, played a bit (which we broke even - a win for me) then lunch with Michael. I think I'll just enjoy the quiet while I can.