Our Saturday Before Christmas

Oh, Target.  I love you.  I especially love you when your things are on sale.  Like storage bins.

Duff and I headed out early.  He dropped me off at Target to acquire clear containers for our on-going get rid of the storage unit project (yes, during Christmas time no less....), and he went to Lowe's for one of those stupid new fangled light bulbs for the downstairs bathroom ceiling light and the other shelving unit.  I was waiting on the sidewalk when he pulled up to the curb.

Home to put it together and get that done.  Our first month's rent will be a wash because of having to get the organizational things to bring it home, but better than all of it willy-nilly all over the place.

Dusting and vacuuming.  Polished my silver salmon tray that I keep on the living room coffee table.  Gosh it cleans up well.  I should keep it up more often.

Adrianne finished all her remaining sewing projects for Christmas. 

Christine and Sammie went to the sample sale at Wet Seal at 5:30am.  She got a whole bag of clothes and her grand total was $29!  Christmas came early for her.  Haha. 

She had her Best Buddy holiday party tonight.  It was a dress up occasion.  She looked really pretty.  Her Best Buddy is Laura, a disabled high school girl with more challenges in life than you even want to hear about.  She is very guarded because of them and it has taken months for Chris to break the ice with her.  Laura misses her previous BB who graduated last year.  Slowly but surely Christine has made progress with her.  She gave her a best friends necklace and her favorite candy and Laura was very happy.  She chose to wear the 'friends' part and gave Chris the 'best' side.  It is satisfying to watch Christine in this role.  Watching her befriend and care for Laura and win her over and protect her and include her in things she does in and out of school has made me see her in a new light.  She will always be my little girl, but she is also on the threshold of young adulthood and she is gracefully making the transition. She really takes this seriously and cares about this girl outside of the school setting.  She had to take a pasta dish for the party potluck so I whipped up some mostaccioli and out the door she went.

Duff was at the ward cmas party cooking up all the burgers and dogs with his HP guys for the 50's themed occasion and I never made it.  Got several phone calls and then getting Chris out the door, the party was almost over before I looked at the clock again.

Eight days until Christmas.  5 days until Nats, Rob, and JOHN get here.  It's going to be so fun to have a little one on Christmas this year!  And I am missing Darla like crazy.  She loved Christmas.  Somehow she knew. She knew it was special.  She loved the mini lights, the candles, the fireplace.  She liked to lay down by the tree.  She could sniff out her presents under the tree, but never ripped them open until we gave them to her on Christmas morning where she danced all over in delight.  She loved the music.  I know it sounds crazy, but it's true.  I believe even animals--who are His creations--know the Savior.  I swear that dog was more human than dog.

Why Can't Men Think Like Women? Haha!

Oh Golly.

This morning Duff and Mike went to work for a couple of hours.  When they got home, it was time to go to the storage unit.  We needed to take the Christmas tree back and some other miscellaneous holiday decoration boxes and Mike and Adrianne needed to take some things over.  They share part of one with us for the left overs that didn't fit into theirs when they moved from their apartment.  And we also have lots of business things stored from when Duff closed it down.

The unit needed to be cleaned out and reorganized.  I think by the time we were done, Adrianne and I were about to drive home together and let the 'guys' go together.  Both of us couples were exasperated.  The men's idea of that is to just shove it all here or there, and we women wanted to take a little more time to organize it so we know what exactly is in there and where it is.  Also to see if we could downsize to a smaller one.  Nope.

By the time we did finally finish, we were laughing but it was 'touch and go' a few times.  Why can't men think like women???? Hahahaha!  You are supposed to laugh now...!

The BYU basketball game was terrible.  I won't say anymore about that.

I took Christine to get her traditional finals studying break lunch:  Panda Express.  I like this tradition.  Hit those books, Chrissy girl!