Hubbs' parents are divorced and live in different states. My parents are a little strange. The 3 sets of families really don't get along so rather than spending 1 Christmas together (full of hate and discontent), we have 4 Christmas' (usually just as dramatic).
This is how this week looks:
Sunday: Grocery shopping. FIL and StepMIL are coming over to our place for the 1st round of Christmas at around 1. Pizza will be ordered and mass quantities of beer will be drank.
Monday: I have to work. Plus do laundry and pack.
Tuesday: I have to work. We have to go to Nonnies and Papa's for the 2nd round of Christmas. Dinner will be Tamales, rice and beans.
Wednesday: Momma has to work half a day. Then we have the 8 hour drive to MIL's. When we get there, the boys have 1 special gift to open (their holiday pajamas).
Thursday: Santa will visit MIL's. We will do the 3rd round of Christmas. Dinner will be extravagant and delicious.
Friday: Nursing hangovers and visiting family. Momma will be going shopping with Hubbs' brothers girlfriend. MIL will be enjoying some quality time with Monk Man and Bobblehead.
Saturday: Home? Maybe? When we DO make it home, we will have the 4th Christmas, with just the 4 us. Santa will have left gifts while we were gone.
Hopefully things will go smoothly. Probably not but a girl can dream, right?
I still have a shit load of things to do.
~Find the stockings.
~Make Fudge and Christmas Crack
~Put together the goodie plates
~Load up the car with the presents and our stuff
~Find the camera and pack extra batteries
~Keep the house looking decent
~Keep the kids semi-under control and from going into a sugar coma
I know there are more things but I can't think of them right now. Ugh. Off to start on my list.
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