This is turning out to be a very special Christmas. . . despite the fact that Brandon is working 12 hour shifts the 23rd, 24th, and the 25th.
We have good friends stationed in Florida who asked if they could stay with us the 23rd on their way home to see family in Arkansas. Um, yes!! I hadn't seen my friend in two years, I was so excited to have them visit. . . even if it was going to be super short. Brandon had to work, but he got to spend some time with them on the 24th before they left. It was so much fun, and I loved having our very first house guests in our new home.
But even more exciting. . . my parents called and said that they are coming to visit on the 26th! So my parents, my sister, my two brothers, and their puppy will all be camped out at our house for a few days. I seriously can't wait. It will be so much to have a big family celebration!
I have to admit, I am a little bit nervous, since we've already had one Christmas disaster. I baked and decorated cookies, and placed them in a decorative tin underneath the Christmas tree. I honestly didn't think anything about it. . . until the next morning, when I walked in and found our German Shepherd puppy with his head stuck in the tin. He had eaten a dozen frosted cookies. This was not good.
He made it through the day without having an upset stomach, so I thought we were okay. But at 1:00 AM, while my house guests were trying to sleep and Brandon was at work, the dog began vomiting. Over, and over, and over again.
The smell was about as rancid as the time Brandon put raw fish guts in the garbage can (in the middle of summer) and forgot to place the can at the curb on trash collection day. It was so bad that I began vomiting. All while trying to be super quiet so that I wouldn't wake our sleeping guests.
The puke fest continued for three hours straight. After it was finished and all of the vomit was cleaned up, it took carpet cleaner, Lysol, Febreeze, Febreeze Air Effects, and two Scentsy burners to hide the stench enough for me to sleep in the room.
The silver lining to the story is that I may never be tempted to eat a frosted sugar cookie again.
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