The party was a little more interesting for us this year, me being enormously pregnant and all finally gave us something in common with the guests, who are all parents. Finally! Something to talk about!
Christmas Eve morning I made the lasagna for Christmas Day dinner, so I could relax on Christmas Day. This proved to be a smart decision. The hardest part was waiting until the next day to eat the lasagna!
On Christmas Eve, we picked up the Broad and drove over to Grandma Shirley’s for the always fun (and chaotic) Christmas Eve dinner and white elephant gift exchange. I brought a white microfleece robe and received a cool glass-and-metal decorative lizard (Josh’s gift); Josh received a gift card to the Sierra Trading Post. Corinne didn’t bring anything, but grandma and Brenna both peer-pressured her into joining the game and she scored a beautiful silver locket (Brenna’s gift).
Despite the fact that I am a grown ass woman who is a couple of weeks away from becoming a mother, I received an LED light-up swirly skirt for Christmas YES! Burning Man dreams achieved! I can’t wait until I’m no longer 9 months pregnant to wear it.
Later on, Josh’s parents and his sister and husband and two kiddos came over and we feasted on lasagna and green salad and garlic bread and pumpkin pie. Josh squirted some whipped cream into the kids’ mouths, because we know how to have Good Times!
It was around this time of the day that Christopher texted to tell me that George Michael had died, so Christmas Day evening I watched “Freedom” (sigh), “Too Funky” (so good), “Father Figure” (oh yeah) and “Faith” (it’s been in my head ever since).
And speaking of just what I always wanted…yes my Doc Marten dreams finally came true! Granted, I had to call three different cities to get these bad boys shipped to me (Chicago came through), but WORTH IT.
“I was telling my therapist that I’m losing my best friend,” she told us in the car on the way to grandmas.
“Well you had me for 20 years, that’s pretty good,” I replied. The next day I sent her a text, saying, “You’re not losing a best friend, you’re gaining a M_____!”
And then what should friggin’ happen yesterday but Carrie Fisher dying too? Mannnnn 2016, you are relentless. Here I am back in 2009 all oranged up for Burning Man, trying on my Princess Leia costume. Do yourself a favor and read this excellent interview of Madonna by Carrie Fisher back in 1991.
2.5 weeks until my baby is due! Can you belieeeeeve it? Time is flying.