When I was a JW teen, on Christmas Day the thing to do was go up to Mt. Hood and go sledding or innertubing. Skiing if you knew how or could afford it. (My parents wouldn't let me learn to ski cuz I'd break a leg or something. I've leaarned to ski, and I've never broken a bone.)
Now, with Kev, we go to his parents home, a 75acre farm about 45 miles from Portland, OR. (Between McMinnville and Sheridan). Siblings and their families with 2 teenaged children each show up late morning after their home christmas morning for family gift giving and dinner.
We have a diabetic cat, so he will go with us this year. We're leaving Friday morning and coming back Sunday. Max, the cat, was in the family pix last year, and if I can get him out from under the bed, he will be again this year.
I always look forward to the family christmas. But this year the family rented a house perched on the ocean cliffs at Depoe Bay, Oregon. for the full 4 nights. The house was over 5000sf and had pleanty of room for everyone to find a spot. It was really a great time.
Happy Holidays, everyone!
Brenda
PS Max's name is Maxmillian San Queue - Max No Tail. He's a Manx. When he was 10 months old, he became Maxmillian San Cuille (spelling may be off) for Max No Balls (Cajones). (I'm sure someone on this board who speaks french can correct me on this.....)