Merry Christmas to All! My house looks like Kansas after Dorothy got sucked into Oz: piles of presents everywhere, missing gifts, and bits of torn wrapping paper.
My great present this year was a certificate to golf school in South Carolina in a couple weeks from my darling husband. He's a great gift-giver.
I really enjoyed hearing Fern squeal when she opened her gifts. CG/AM got her some saxophone music, big squeal there. The new camera from her grandparents got a squeal too. Kev, on the other hand, doesn't squeal, but you know he likes something when he opens it right away and starts playing despite the pile of unwrapped boxes waiting.
One of the cool unexpected things my husband got was a comment on his blog from the leader of the band he was writing about.
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Sounds like a great Christmas. WE have to open gifts in shifts...First the kids, then we adults. Otherwise, we might lose a small dog or child in the wrappings.
Golf school, huh? South Carolina, huh? Sounds like a good place to spend time eating and golfing. Years ago I went to Pawley's Island and rented a beach house for a week. It was heavenly. That southern drawl everyone has and the seafood....aaaaahhhh.
What was the band your hubby was writing about?
Pawley's Island is exactly where I'll be heading in 2 weeks! but just for the weekend.
Dan was writing about Last Train Home. It's on his blog, several entries down.
Cool! I loved it there. Hope you have a great time.
Post some pics..
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