Saturday we lingered over breakfast but not too long because Hubby had games to ref in the afternoon so we needed to start eating by 12:30 or 1. I can't remember the actual time we got everything on the table, but we got him out the door on time.
I made our traditional turkey dinner with mashed potatoes and gravy with garden carrots, beets and rutabaga and oatmeal pie for dessert. DIL is a vegetarian, so they brought their own "meat" and gravy and she made a very good stuffing.
Son did a couple of chores around the house for me on Saturday afternoon and they joined us for church on Sunday and left after lunch. I was so busy I didn't get a single picture and DIL was complaining as they were packing that she didn't get any pictures either.
It's been so cold today...we had a high of 7 with a windchill that brought the temps down into negative digits. I went to the church to practice and froze! The temperature in the sanctuary is kept at 50 degrees during the week and normally I can use my little heater to make things comfortable enough for me at the organ, but today it just couldn't keep up. I kept my practice time to just the most urgent. I'm hoping things will warm up later in the week. I haven't been able to get warm since I got home, I must have gotten quite a chill today so I'm sitting downstairs by the fire just relaxing a bit this evening.
Tomorrow I hope to finish the cleaning that I didn't quite finish today and get my Christmas decorations up...all except for the tree that Hubby and Daughter #2 will go shopping for later in the week. I will be happy to not have to go out again.
Son asked for his box of ornaments before they left. He sorted through them and left a few here but took the majority of them with him to hang on their tree. I must admit, it was bitter sweet watching him sort and ask questions about where some of them came from. He left the one I made for his first Christmas and one his Gran made for him. He said those real special ones should stay here for a while longer. He did take the stuffed reindeer that I had peeking out of his stocking on his first Christmas...kinda tough to watch that cutie leave. It's so weird...I want our kids to grow up and make homes and traditions of their own because it's the right thing for them, but at the same time it's so hard.
I do believe my Christmas shopping is done - I just have to get things wrapped. Since we started drawing names it makes short work of the shopping and I'm not complaining.