On the way to a cozy bed, that is where all of the Campbell kids are headed on this Christmas night. It was a crazy day during which not one thing went as planned. It all started well on Christmas Eve, with a beautiful church service filled with wonderful music and carols and O Holy Night sung by Meagan. We came home to do some last minute wrapping and cleaning, but a power outage beginning sometime around 2 a.m. and lasting until midday had our hard work getting the house ready for the holiday rendered futile, but got my sister and her family to do a last minute clean-up for the hosting job. It was all great in the end, our power returned in time for us to get some hot water over our bodies before we left and our house stayed all clean for our return home. Luckily I had cooked up a storm yesterday, so our breakfast plans could continue with quiches warmed at our neighbors (generator) and coffee brought in from a Dunkin' Donuts in the next town. A decent cup of tea was a bit harder to come by, but I somehow made it through the morning despite the lack of sleep. (No white noise means a little bit of sleep for me if I am lucky. It is all the breathing that Pete does. Breathing, breathing, breathing. Drives me insane. I could sleep just fine if he would just.stop.breathing. Heh.)
In the end it was a pretty decent day and now it is over, we are watching movies, drinking tea and I'm knitting. The best end to a day that I can imagine.
On a sad note, it is a bit ironic that the only vocalist to really do this song well should pass on Christmas day. Thank you, Eartha. You will always be a favorite part of my holiday season.
Six to go! Tomorrow is for relaxation!