Tomorrow Mom, Eddie and I are going to drive up to Guilford for the day to go to a Christmas Party. A family Christmas party. [Mom’s side of the family. Sorry Dad’s side of the family.]
It’s a potluck. And we’re supposed to bring a gift for the Yankee Swap. And my Mom is an enabler. Because she is making my potluck contribution for me. And for Edmund. And for my brother Bill.
Mom also bought Bill’s Yankee Swap gift, more of as a way to make sure he comes to the party; get rid of the objections she does. I learned a lot from my mother.
Edmund and I bought our gifts. Well, not exactly. Edmund bought his Yankee Swap Gift. I tried to buy mine, but I got caught, and my pal (who owns the shop) gave it to me for free. I was TRYING to be sneaky. Not spilling his name here because I want to try to keep an air of mystery for tomorrow.
I love potlucks, buy the way. Everyone makes their best dish (or in Mom’s case, dishes).
Today we had our office Holiday party. It was NOT a potluck. We usually have a Yankee Swap and a potluck, but the powers that be decided to hold it at a local Fancy restaurant instead. We had a blast.
If you are keeping count, what with Edmund’s work party last night, my work party today and tomorrow’s family party I will be PARTIED OUT come Sunday.
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