Christmas Eve held all of its normal charm. We spent the morning at the Jolley Family Breakfast and then hung out at the Rigby's all afternoon. Of course we stuffed ourselves on Pizza Hut pizza as per tradition. Then it was back to Oma's to read the Night Before Christmas and the story from the Bible.
The girls fell asleep almost immediately but I couldn't. I was too excited.
A Side Story: For a couple of years Rocky has been begging for a Vitamix. You may have never heard of this appliance but it is an extremely powerful blender. They are sold at Costco and often the company will send in a salesperson to do demonstrations in the store. This guy names Patrick was stationed at our store in Eugene. I will admit that he was a great salesman, and quite charming. Rocky would beg to be able to watch the demonstration and would have stood there all day if I had let her. Instead of giving her the usual tiny sample cup he would give her a big red solo cup of whatever he made. He let her choose the next recipe and decide what kind of fruit to put in the smoothies. At first I thought that she just had a crush on him but one day when we came home she told her dad, "I think I am in love....with the Vitamix." The obsession only grew worse when the company sponsored her favorite cooking show, "The Jazzy Vegetarian." In November when I asked the girls what they wanted for Christmas and she said Vitamix I flat out told her no. It is a powerful blender, which really means that it is an expensive blender. Brandon asked Rocky, who is 6, what she would do with a Vitamix this is what she said, "I am glad you asked. You can make soup. You can make smoothies. You can make everything." Part of me thinks that she has a chance at stealing Patrick's job one day.
When we took her to see Santa and she asked for the Vitamix he was totally taken aback. It is true that she is the first 6-year-old to have asked for that particular gift. I told her that Santa doesn't make blenders and she took it well. "It doesn't hurt anything to ask."
Of course you know where this is going. Due to an incredible sale and small Christmas miracle we were able to buy one. Rosy helped me pick the one with the red body. It hid in our house for a week despite the fact that her baby sister kept saying to Rocky, "We hid the Vitamix." Lucky for me Rosy says all kinds of nonsense all day long so nobody even listened. The blender was the thing that kept me up on Christmas Eve.
They girls woke around 7 to a miraculously snowy morning. We all curled up on Oma's bed and snuggled up to watch the Christmas Story movie on TV and wait for the breakfast casserole to heat up.
I failed to mention that Daisy also received her heart's desire. She wanted a hand-held lime squeezer. We found her gift at Dollar General. Both girls were equally thrilled.
And after you freeze your buns off in the snow it might seem like a good idea to heat up some hot chocolate, but Rocky had other plans. Nothing at that moment would be better refreshment than a frozen pineapple smoothie made in your brand new Vitamix.
And from that high point we went down a long, vomit-filled, fever-wracked week that I don't really feel like remembering.
All in all though it was a lovely trip. The holiday was filled with parties, food, friends and family that I didn't bother to photograph. We had so much fun, in fact, that I cried all the way to Idaho on our way home. It isn't that I don't love Eugene. I would live here forever if I could, but it is just such fun to be with family. If I could only get all the people I love to move here, now that would be perfect.