I baked. I wrapped. I watched Christmas movies. I may not have finished everything on yesterday’s list, but enough got done that I’m feeling pretty ready for tomorrow.
I’m now out at my brother and sister-in-law’s house getting ready for bed. The nephews are asleep — which seems like a miracle, as they were absolutely vibrating with excitement all night long. I suspect it will be an early morning.
Over the years, I have ended up with a small and extremely random assortment of Christmas photos from my childhood, which has made it hard to pick good photos for holiday-themed Throwback Thursday posts. I did find a great one a couple of weeks ago that involved my brother wearing a giant KISS belt buckle, but I couldn’t find it today. (Huge bummer. The belt buckle really deserved a post.)
Instead, I have two pictures from the Christmas of 1974, which I know is the correct date for both because my grandma helpfully labeled the back of one of these — and I noticed that, though I am wearing different clothes, both my hair and the tree ornaments are the same in the other. (I shoulda been a detective!)
This would have been Eileen’s first Christmas, but these are the only photos I have, so… Sorry, sis. You were apparently not interested in posing for the camera.