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Got back yesterday from the family Christmas. I had to teach yesterday afternoon, so I drove in. Michelle got back today (we're about to watch POTC, since she hasn't seen it yet), so I'm not all alone.

Thanks to my Hope for the lovely card (you know how much I love shiny things) and to sevinish for the card with the cute, cute puppy. Have I mentioned how blessed I've been this season by all of you?

I also received an invitation to a gala at UNT "celebrating 50 years of progress and opportunity." Apparently, it's been 50 years since UNT became desegregated. Of course, the gala is tainted by the fact that it's being hosted by the Board of Regents, made mostly of stodgy old white guys. If WASP's had their own calendar...I think I'll be saving that $50 for a new sweater or something. And cash bar? Cheap bastards.

I read Confessions of a Shopaholic this week. Funny book with a main character whose compulsions I well understand. But I found the old, irresponsible me rearing her ugly head several times to scoff, "Only two maxed out cards? Pshh! Amateur!" And I feel the unbearable urge to go buy new luggage.

The day before Christmas, we went to see Granddad Sharp and Grandma Catherall at the nursing homes. It's funny how they've adjusted. Grandma had picked up pecans (that's her self-appointed job there) and had two grocery sacks for mom to take and have shelled for her. Granddad was getting ready for dinner, having coffee. He can't see us, but he recognized us by our voices. There was a lady there when I came in who shook my hand and wouldn't let go. She was sweet. I get so sad for those who don't ever have visitors. How can people just forget about them?

We also delivered two of mom's pies to the Garcia's. We have an exchange system going - they get a chocolate and a coconut pie and we get homemade enchiladas, rice and salsa. Mmmm...

Christmas day was fun. We had a leisurely morning of breakfast and coffee and presents (yea!). Mom and Dad liked their shirts. Mom liked hers so much that she wore it, straight out of the box, not washed or ironed or anything (downright scandalous in their house), to Grandma Sharp's that afternoon for the extended family tree. The cousins aren't annoying like they were when they were little. They're pretty funny, actually. And Landon brought a "friend" with him. Heh, heh. Grandma is Photo Queen, so we all have albums at her house of our pictures growing up. We so pulled those down for Holly to see. And when she squealed and said, "Aw, that's so cute!" and Landon blushed - woo hoo! Merry Christmas to me and Bock!

I got some nice stuff. Yoga mat, mammoth manicure set, a love and cherish cross, POTC and Bringing Down the House, a really nice coaster set with coasters that double as picture frames (I guess mom and dad were tired of seeing my very classy cardboard ones that I stole from Chili's), some nail polish the color of my birthstone, and lots of cash.

Oh, and I love, love, love my mom's pudding pie. I'm not a big pie fan, but oh. my. word. Homemade crust with pecans in it, layer of cream cheese, layer of chocolate pudding, layer of whipped cream. I know it's silly to make a fuss over something so simple but *gurgles happily* It was glorious. I ate half of it over the course of two and a half days. So much for the weight I'd been losing. But it was so worth it.