Monday, December 24, 2012

Christmas Eve in Quarantine

As I type this, I hear Mom and Bill clumping up the stairs to our front door.  But they won't come in.

They're dropping off our Christmas presents and picking up theirs.

It sucks.  We're T-1:45 hours from our annual Christmas Eve at Grandma Mary's and we're stuck in the house.

I shouldn't complain, but I didn't realize how much missing out on all the family festivities would suck big old hairy donkey balls.

Once we were sure they were well clear of our plague-infested door, Jay opened it to get our presents.

It immediately fixed my feeling-sorry-for-myself attitude.

Guess Christmas will be okay afterall.


Allenspark Lodge said...

And I DIDN'T nail a yellow "Q is for quarantine" flag on your door.

(The yellow towels were too washed out...)


Rachel said...

I hate hate hate that you guys couldn't celebrate Christmas together.

And I especially hate that I can't even see a video to make up for it, ha!