Metal Meredith

We have been spoiled and spoiled some more at Christmas every year that my sister and I can remember. If it wasn’t my parents who were going overboard, it was my grandparents. We are really lucky that way. When discussing the past Christmases with my sister last night, I realized that there are only a handful of gifts I can recall in the 35 years of Christmases that I remember.

I can tell you events at most, people at most and even some things my sister got. However, I can’t remember but a handful of the gifts I received over the years.

This Christmas, Phil and I tried to keep our immediate family low key. Santa brought only a few things and Phil and I did pretty good limiting our gifts to more manageable amounts.

Before the kids got up, I spent a few minutes alone downstairs. This is how it looked:

By the time my Mom came and unloaded their cars (yes, they brought two cars and yes, it took 3 people 6 trips to get it all inside), it looked like this:

See what I mean? It is a bit ridiculous. My mom likes to add to the silliness by saying “What?” every time you point out how she went overboard. It is not 8pm and everyone is gone. Oh, how I am looking forward to a day alone with just us 4 tomorrow. We had a great time with all of the family. However, the house is still full of crap and looks just like this:

It is blurry but you get the gist.

Merry Christmas everyone!