The Waffle House Tradition
One of our favorite Christmas Traditions is to take my mom to Waffle House on the night of Christmas Day. We pile into the Waffle House and end the evening with a reallly big tip for our deserving waitress.
Merry Christmas, Tiffany!
So here are some more of our Christmas Traditions...
- Thanksgiving Weekend. Put up Christmas tree as soon as possible, so that we can enjoy it before we leave for Maryland. Make sure the tree is artificial. Otherwise, we have to take it down before we leave for Maryland... or sweep up what is left of the dried up tree when we return from Maryland.
- By December 15th. This year... wise up! Shop, wrap and mail presents parcel post to Maryland.
- Three days before Christmas. Anthony and Christopher and I open our gifts so that we can enjoy them a little before we leave for Maryland.
- Immediately after opening gifts start doing laundry so we have clean clothes for Maryland.
- Two days before Christmas. Pack. One carry-on each for trip. Not waiting for luggage is a good thing!
- Anthony stays up late finishing 2007 DVD. Gets to bed around 2am.
- Morning of Christmas Eve. Sheri wakes up at 2am and can't fall back asleep.
- Get up before alarm goes off at 3:30am.
- Out of the house at 4:30am to catch flight to Maryland.
- Arrive Maryland. Hop in rental car. Drive to Aunt Linda's where family has already eaten dinner. Dinner is still warm, so fix a plate of yummy traditional food prepared by my family and wait for Santa to arrive.
- Santa. Chaos. Cousins. Presents. Presents. Presents.
- Take Mom home. Head to Boonsboro for sleep.
- Christmas Day. Try to sleep in. Wrap miscellaneous gifts.
- Exchange gifts with Mom and have dinner at Waffle House.
- Day after Christmas Day. Head to FreckledFarm for more Chaos. Cousins. Presents. Presents. Presents.
- Day after day after Christmas Day. Exchange presents with my sis and niece. Have lunch at Ledo's with Mom, Lisa & Anne.
- Take Lisa up on her offer to ship presents back to Portland.
- Day after day after day after Christmas Day. Pack. Say more good-byes. Get on plane.
- Exhausted. Arrive home after midnight (3am EST).
And I thought we didn't have traditions! I'm not complaining. I'm glad I have traditions! Especially the chaos, the cousins and the mounds of gift wrap everywhere!
Who needs Christmas Day at home in their pajamas? Isn't that what the day after the day after the day after the day after Christmas is for anyway?