Party Report and Other Things

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Our Christmas party yesterday was great fun. Everyone caught onto bunco quickly and it was very loud and obnoxious, as it should be. Mom had gone to Target and bought all the prizes for us. In the LPM version, everyone gets a prize for something. Mom was apparently attempting to purchase all the "As Seen on TV" products available at Target. My favorites were the Ped Egg that Nancy won and the microwave pasta maker earned by Susan (who's like a gourmet cook). Curtis wasn't there, but he won a quesadilla maker in absentia. We were totally pumped about that. My secret Santa gift came from Sabrina and it was a beautiful glass tea pot, tea bags, and butter cookies. I've always wanted a tea pot like that and I can't wait to use it. I might have to find a reason to splurge on a flowering tea for my pretty pot. My secret Santa gift went to Jenn and I gave her a set of Bath and Body Works' lavender chamomile stuff. My favorite!

I don't have any pictures of our party or carriage ride and will be low on any other pics for a couple of days. My dad needed to borrow my camera to take pictures of some very rare deer on the ranch. Since he was the one who gave me the (very nice and too expensive for the Jones budget) camera and all, I thought it best not to think about all the important events I needed to capture this week and just hand it over happily. My dad is the most generous person I know. So I've had my mom's camera but I haven't really been using it. Blah, blah, blah. How long will this rambling go on?

At the end of our party yesterday, I went home and put on some sweats and cleaned the house in case we had some visitors drop by. Then my mom called and said she, Melissa, and Colin wanted to bring dinner over to our house and hang out. Perfect! We ate Chili's out of styrofoam containers at my dining room table. Jackson had a potty victory and then Melissa and Colin got to hear him talk about it for an hour. Bless their hearts. (We've had about 5 victories in the last week! Yeah!)

By bedtime I was pretty sure I was coming down with a cold. By this morning I was more than pretty sure. I would absolutely love to crawl back in bed and be fed chicken soup by someone who loves me a lot.

Today I have another OB appointment. I think I'm about to start going every 2 weeks. We'll see. I'm now 32 weeks and 5 days, which means I'm 8 months pregnant. Holy cow! (FYI, you are actually 10 months pregnant on your due date.) I'm not good at math, but I think I'm 51 days out from my due date. I'm getting so excited. Right now I'm not as much feeling desperate to be done with the pregnancy as I am desperate to meet and hold my little girl. But I've had several friends who have had preemies and I'm definitely not wishing she would come early.

In other news, Mel's mom went home to be with Jesus yesterday. It had been a week-and-a-half-long roller coaster ride for her and her sweet daddy. I know they're thankful that she's not still laying in that room in ICU, but now they'll face the painful reality of daily life without mom. The viewing is set for Friday and the funeral for Saturday. Her husband's grandmother has also just passed away, so they are really going through it. Thank you for praying for my dear friend.

Finally, Jamie and her family are going to be hosting a little girl from Haiti who is flying to Austin, TX, for a much needed surgery that has been donated by some doctors. They're trying to raise some funds for her plane ticket. If you have some cash burning a hole in your pocket or want to pray for them, check out this post on Jamie's blog.

Blessings on you and yours today!