Merry Christmas!
Here I am in...sunny Florida? Well, it may be a little chilly and cloudy, but it beats the pile of snow they've got up north. We left just in time to miss the snowstorm. It really is nice to see our parents' new life down here, and how they have ministered and led people in such a short time.
Carried on our traditional Christmas eve kindness outreach. We did this one Cincinnati-style, delivering dozens of Krispy Kremes to employees that had to work on Christmas Eve night. Just a little gift to say God loves them, no strings attached. Families from Mom and Gary's church totally got into it, and didn't leave many boxes for us to deliver.
We also started some new traditions: the Christmas Eve Indian food dinner, and opening presents on Christmas Eve, so some of the college students could sleep till afternoon on Christmas Day. Today's been pretty laid back. All this tradition is bringing back some Christmas memories...
2003: Christmas in the ghetto. The ghetto fabulous AmeriCorps Christmas tree, stolen from a nature preserve (it was an invasive) and trimmed with some borrowed loppers. Topped by a snowman made from a dog's cast, bearing 3 different kinds of lights, one popcorn chain that only wrapped around once, and leaving us lovely reminders of Christmas in the form of razor sharp dry needles all over the floor, this tree won't be soon forgotten.
2002: Christmas in Gatlinburg. In our family, ice skating is an extreme sport. One broken elbow and a lot of hours in the Sevierville Hospital created a unique bonding experience.
2001: Christmas in Hamilton! My first experience with the Christmas Shoppe, Living Water's way of providing families with gifts for their children and a day of pampering for parents. Also my first impromptu translation of a Christmas play into Spanish. I think it went well, except in place of the word for "manger", I used the word for "dining room". Lo siento.
1999: Christmas in Costa Rica: My first and only Christmas away from my family. We began the day with a hike to a waterfall, which of course ended in swimming in the ice cold water at the bottom of the waterfall. Then took an exciting bus trip to see Arenal, an active volcano. Still missed my family.
1997-1999: Christmas at MSU. Wasn't actually there for Christmas, but remember the little tree with fiberoptic lights, the gift exchanges, the Charlie's Angels photo (what does that have to do with Christmas?)and the fine tradition of slacking off during finals week?
1980s: Christmas at the side of the road. Determined to see my relatives in Tenn., we set off in the old Toyota minivan, even though it had snowed and the road crews had taken the day off. We ended up doing donuts in the middle of the expressway and giving the guardrail a good smack. A little shaken, and dented, but still ok, we stayed in Cincy that Christmas day.
1983: Christmas as a big sister. I got a little brother for Christmas. I don't remember asking for one. I guess it worked out ok.
