‘Twas the week before Christmas and all through Virginia, the Frosts were accomplishing many sundry feats.
On Monday we hit up Jason’s Patterson alumni reception and my Grandma’s package arrived.
Tuesday evening Jason had church stuff to do, so I went and read in the foyer.
I did my first long(er than 6 mile) run of half-marathon training on Wednesday morning and had a crazy-busy day at work. That’s all I remember about Wednesday…oh, except having to explain the Wear Pants to Church thing to my boss. That was awkward.
Thursday we stayed up watching the BYU bowl game. So glad the defense can make touchdowns.
I got out a little early on Friday (and so technically did Jason, but we got home around the same time). It started snowing a little bit, but not enough to stick. We had our usual Friday night homemade pizza for dinner and watched the BYU basketball team lose to Baylor.
We were awakened Saturday morning by our doorbell at 8 AM. Jason went to get it. Instead of the missionaries (who are pro at stopping by at inopportune times) it was a Christmas package from my fam! Inside was a butcher paper Christmas tree like the one I’d helped my mom pack up for Hannah when I was in Utah, along with paper ornaments with messages from the extended Pullan clan. It was the best surprise and so fun to hear from everyone. Also included in the package: the gray dress I accidentally left in Utah, our Christmas presents, a bag of homemade chex mix and white chocolate Rice Krispie treats. I fully intended to take a picture of the edible goods, but they are gone.
On Saturday night we had taquitos and got together with the Oswalds.
Sunday was fantastic. Jason only had one pre-church meeting and the Christmas sacrament meeting program was probably the best I’ve ever heard (not that we’d expect any less than our high-achieving ward). Primary was easy; I only had three kids and Jason came and helped for the last bit of class.
We had lunch when we got home and I settled in with Anna Karenina, but could not keep my eyes open. Jason finally told me to go lie down, so I took a three hour nap. Jason fell asleep a little after me, so we didn’t sit down to dinner (meatball grinders with caramelized onions) until much later than usual.
We made some quick sugar cookies after dinner, intending to frost them on Monday.
I’m not sure if it was my nap or the adrenaline of Christmas, but at midnight I decided that instead of going to bed, we should probably try making royal icing for the first time. I put it together while Jason read, then proceeded to frost all the cookies. We finally got to bed around 1:30 AM, which would normally kill me, but is fun when you’re on Christmas vacation.