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Christmas 2012

I got up around 7 am to put the ham in the crockpot. It barely fit. I set it on low and put water in it and let it cook for 10 hours. Didn't put any spices or anything in it. Turned out delicious.

Then I went back to bed and slept till 2 p.m. I know I have the life, right. But, the girls and the grand kids weren't going to be there until around 5 they said (turned out to be 6 pm).

Then I got up and set about making homemade cranberry sauce for the first time. All you need is one 12 oz bag of cranberries; 1 cup of water; and 1 cup of sugar. The recipe is right on the bag. Very easy and I will be making it again. I just loved the look of the cranberries cooking and the sound of them popping. I thought it was cool.

cranberries

After I had that cooling, I peeled potatoes and got them cooking along with the carrots and yams. Last I put in the rolls. Trish got here just when I was putting the browned rolls in the basket. Everything was delish. I took my time with nobody bothering me and I was calm. Nathalie came later on.

After we ate, the kids opened up their presents.  With 6 kids opening up presents at the same time, I didn't know whose stuff was whose any more. lol. They played, had fun, and begged to spend the night with me but I had to work in the morning so that didn't happen.

I let my mom and daughters pick out a pillow that I made for the craft fairs that didn't sell. They managed to get a hold of 2 apiece and then some granddaughters thought they should have one also. lol. They love their grandmas sewing.

Clean up was a breeze since I bought and used the sturdy paper plates. And I managed to watch the last 3 episodes of American Horror Story on Netflix.

All in all, it was a good day. I think it was the first Christmas I had off of work in years.

Christmas 2012

Sorry this picture is not too clear. The kids would not cooperate and had to make it quick.

Comments

Patricia said…
I had a good time and the food was good time.

The ham was delishious!

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