Christmas Steve.

Today is Christmas Eve Eve, or as we call it, Christmas Steve. So far with the storm-of-the-century we had a record rainfall last night and overnight; 22 mm( an inch) and turning to snow today( 15-30 cm) and Westjet cancelled all of their flights for today, so that's hundreds of them and all the schools are closed(and now for a week over the winter break as well now,too).The power was off for a bit yesterday so we cooked some turkeys just in case it goes off again and stays off for days so at least this way we'll still have some turkey sammiches for Christmas dinner to eat(and this way also less to cook on Christmas for dinner as well assuming we still have electricity) and the Internet was off awhile this morning as well so I have to type this up really fast in case it goes off again and I lose everything. I also re-did that song...and may all your Christmases be white...to ....and may all your turkey meat be white... and there's this radio ad for a mattress store that said ,  it's snooze on repeat but I thought at first it said it  snows on repeat  but with this big-ass storm it will be snowing on repeat!No matter what Christmas will still come just the same even without power, or if none of the kids can make it up,etc., and I wonder if there's an angel or something in the house,too as Buddy keeps staring intently ahead at something no one else can see and the flame on the candle keeps flickering and the Google Home Device keeps going off as well...

We also have this old tradition every year of hiding a glass pickle ornament in the tree and whoever finds it gets 20$ but we haven't been able to find it for years; lost somehwere among the Christmas stuff and the radio DJ said they had a Green Christmas gift exchange( re-gift, gently used, recycled stuff) but he got it mixed up and brought weed as a gift but it ended up to be the most popular gift( I can see why!) and my mother was supposed to have her meds delivered by the pharmacy 2 days ago and they never did and now she's run out but my hubby's not going to drive out to pick them up in a blizzard, not even for her, and yesterday she kept having the 15 YR old do stuff for her and even he got fed-up,too, and she told him to get her a dish and he did but not the "right" one and he told her, Well, that's the one you get! and he angrily stomped off  and then she got all manipulative like she always does and tried the "guilt trip" on him and huffed, I'm sorry to be such a bother; I won't be around for long!  and she tried to pull it with me,too, asking me to get her the orange dish and when I did she scoffed, Not that one; that one! and pointed to the yellow  one, and I asked her, then why did you ask for the orange one?  She really is just soooooo difficult but who knows, maybe it's God's way of just easing me away from her; detaching, so I won't miss her as much when she dies?

They say giving is better than receiving but I have to say that receiving feels pretty good,too.