December 16, 2015: And the Stockings Were Hung...
|Rakha, Benny, Grant, Cookie and Larry|
On the 8th day of Christmas, my true love sent to me...
A peaceful existence. A blessing better than the most expensive gift.
And the stockings were hung at the chimney with care...
We are hanging in the living room. Garrett had a meeting tonight, so a late dinner was planned. A bacon wrapped pork loin is in the oven. Steamed fresh vegetables will be prepared shortly. Larry and I are sipping on wine with some basketball on the TV. He did flip to Barbara Walters interviewing Donald Trump. Interesting.
The socked foot below is that of my father-in-law, Larry. Grant has been meandering around the house, waiting for big brother, Ben, to arrive home from Lincoln. Both anxious to begin their Christmas breaks from school. They are also anxious to spend time together and with their family.
In true Ben form, his arrival day had mysteriously moved from Monday night to Wednesday night. When asked by my husband on the reason for the move, I didn't know, but assumed a changed day for his final exam.
Never assume with Ben.
This afternoon he explained. Ben was waiting for a roommate who needed a ride to Omaha and to the airport. So Ben stayed back for him.
There were also a couple of small details that he hadn't shared with me. First, the roommate was coming to our house for dinner and second, the outbound flight isn't until 3:00 a.m. All good to know at 4:00 p.m. this afternoon.
Welcome home, Benny Lane. Life has been quiet without you.