my family is scattered and Christmas can be a challenge. this week i was thinking about how much Christmas preparation has changed over the years.
gone are the days of braving the mall, dragging the kids to Santa for a picture, and stressing over getting it all done on time for a magical Christmas morning. here is a bit of how this weeks preparation has gone.
my grandkids posted their wish list on wal-mart.com. i dutifully clicked through the list, picking out things with DS, 360, and "requires batteries" in the description. i hit the pay button, then the ship button, and was done. my oldest son said money would be good, so i went to paypal and he was done. my youngest wanted a plane ticket, so i bought him one, sent the itinerary to him via email, and hit paypal again.
my youngest is headed to Japan, so he's leaving his car in AZ with my oldest. he had to drive from San Diego the AZ to drop the car. i followed his progress on facebook as he posted an update each time he stopped. i got a text message when he arrived.
my grandkids were in a Christmas play at church. comments about the play were posted on facebook and pictures also. comments on the pictures were posted by me.
OMG...the phone rang! it was my mother. she did not have the itinerary for my youngest. he was headed to see his grandparents after AZ and before coming home. i sent a text message to my youngest. he sent an email from his phone with his itinerary to me. i forwarded the email to my parents. in the mean time, my father had posted a request for the itinerary on FB and had already received the info.
this AM i checked FB and found that my youngest had gotten off on his plane ok. i will probably get a text when he arrives. when i go pick him up at the end of the week, i will probably get a text as he gets off the plane. maybe even before he takes off!!
i also found out that my granddaughter is in a spelling bee, and the lights are up on their house.
other than my mother, the only people i have talked to have been the guys on ventrillo. they were sharing recipes and talking about hard and soft (candy) balls
Sunday, my husband was home and we went to cut the tree. he wondered why i was grinning like a fool, as we were covered with mud and soaking wet.
well, he-ll dear, it's Christmas!
