I am so glad to be knocking all these Christmas posts out. There's a slew of them - hope you don't get overwhelmed.
Ah. Christmas Eve. My favorite of the Christmas holidays. =) I love it.
We got to sleep in a bit Saturday and just kind of lazed around before getting ready. Courtney wasn't doing as much lazing because she was cooking for the big shin dig that night. She wouldn't let me help. =|
Later, the four of us went to Taco Bell for a light (mine ended up not being quite as light as I'd planned) lunch. It was fun to hang out and not be all rushed and stressed. I also love that Dac and Ry Ry (haha - somehow our family has adopted this pet name for him - even my Dad called him this - hilarious) were able to hang out. They've met and all before but usually when we've gotten together it's been either one or the other or neither of them. This was the first time they were really around each other for a more extended period of time. Courtney and I realize that we can be a bit... much. Yes, that's it. We tend to turn into a couple of rowdy, giggly little girls when we're together. We realize this and we also realize this probably isn't ever going to completely change. Poor boys. At least they had each other this time though... makes for a fairer fights. Ha! Anyway, Dac and Ryan are buddies now and my Boo and I see plenty of long weekends in the four of us' futures. =)
(Quick story: my grandpa, Carl, and grandma B. used to call Dac "Duck" when we were dating. They were just being silly and giving him a hard time. Well, this came up this weekend and Ryan got a kick out of it and kind of chuckled to himself. Dac didn't waist a second before coming back with "ok, Ry Ry!". We all laughed so hard. They're going to get along just fine and they're both great and "easy" additions to the family. Love it.)
Anyway, after Taco Bell we went back to their house to finish getting ready for all the family to come over. Within a few minutes my stomach was killing me. I mean - horrible, horrible pain. At times I thought I might die... or at the very least have food poisoning (which I knew I didn't because Dac and I had the same thing to eat and he was just fine). Apparently my post-surgery stomach just wasn't quite ready to take on the Bell. Lord have mercy... I was tore up from the floor up. A couple hours and a few Pepto pills later... I was decent again... decent enough to eat. =) Gasp.
Courtney and Ryan hosted our side of the family (her mom is my dad's sister) as well as her Dad's side of the family. When we go down there we always spend the holidays together so we know them and all get along, etc... All the food was great, Courtney's house was the perfect venue, and we had a blast.
My mom, Grandma B, and Aunt Cindy. Sorry the picture is dark.

All us girls. =) PS - yes, I sported sweat pants the entire weekend. Don't judge. Also, my mom really wasn't unhappy... just caught her between smiles I guess.

Dad, Jerry Neil, and Uncle Jerry hittin' the beverages already.

See? =)

Courtney made some amazing Sangrias. I didn't think I'd like them b/c I'm not a big wine fan... but about three sips later, I was sold. Oh yeah - we gangsta. It's how we do.

Yea-ah.

Courtney set these rolls out to make brisket sandwiches. She had BBQ sauce too but we all decided mustard would be good so she put that in the little dish attached to the platter. Jerry Neil gave her so much crap about serving mustard and "biscuits". (Karl from Sling Blade liked mustard on biscuits...) It was hilarious. All night we talked about mustard and biscuits. I know it doesn't seem funny but it was. Fer realz.

This is Courtney's Papa and the adorable little rosy-cheeked doll is Hailey. She was convinced Uncle Jerry is Santa Claus. Con-vinced. Oh my word... she was so excited. Cute as can be. He played right into it telling her that his new clippers were to trim his reindeer's feet. Good lawed.

She also got a kick out of Jerry Neil taking funny photo booth pictures all night. Everyone ended up with big ol' box heads or something and she thought it was the best thing ever. Scratch that - the best thing after Santa Claus. Don't let her fool you though - she knew the real reason for the season and wasn't afraid to tell you about it. =)

Us.

Ryan and Court.

Probably laughing at more funny faces.

The pretty tree. =)

Aunt Cindy and I. We had fun. A few sangrias later and there was all this talk about aliens and such. I kid, I kid. I mean, there was... but it wasn't nearly as drunken as it sounds! =)
After we got everything cleaned up (finally I got to help by doing dishes!!) were were tired and went to bed. Santa Claus is comin' pretty soon... =)