This morning I wanted to kill my alarm clock, but I got up and woke Gloria up so she could get ready and have time to practice her poem. Mark was up early this morning and made the girls pink vanilla tea. After the girls left, I went back to my room and Josh was online. It’s amazing how the Lord worked that out. Every time I have a computer question, he’s on facebook at 1-2 am! My antivirus protection was going to end and to update it, I needed to buy it. Well, I wasn’t about to do that, so he helped me download a different software and then delete my previous one so I wouldn’t keep getting update reminders.
For lunch I ate leftovers. I got to talk to Wendy and mom on facebook chat too. The girls got home and I ironed for a little bit.
The girls got a snack and made tea and we played a game like LIFE (I think, but probably not the game I’m thinking of), but with wood pieces. There wasn’t a little bubble to push to roll the dice, there was just a dice. Helena won. Again.
We changed so we were ready for the Christmas party tonight. Nancy had given me the impression it was a fancy party so I was prepared to wear my best, but then the girls started getting out jeans. I had Gloria call Nancy to double check the attire for the night and sure enough, it was sporty elegant. So we’re wearing jeans. I was kind of looking forward to dressing up a little bit. Oh well.
We arrived at the apartment for the Christmas party and there were white lights on the building from top to bottom, three stories. It was beautiful! The apartment was packed with people! I wasn’t expecting so many people to be there. The lights were dimmed, candles burning, people standing talking and eating. They had catered different soups and bread (spinach, carrot, Italian soup). They had white wine, alcoholic Christmas drink, and hot punch for the kids. Can you guess what I drank? J The punch was really good and sweet. I was surprised at how many little kids were there. I felt like an outsider at first, not knowing anyone and not knowing what anyone was saying. While we were eating some soup, a little girl was trying to put a stocking back where she found it, so I went to help. In the process, she started talking to me and I just smiled. Helena said she wanted to look inside the stocking. Oops! It was just decoration so there wasn’t anything in it, but still. I stayed with the girls so I wouldn’t look more awkward than I already did.
We joined Nancy at the table and just stood there with a little grin on my face, hoping I didn’t look bored or upset. Then one of the hosts came over and put a piece of plastic on the dark floor. I was wondering what he was up to when he called to Mark that Lissy had gone to the bathroom on the floor. I started cracking up. Both Mark and Nancy quickly came over to clean it up, while I was trying not to give it all away, but Nancy saw me laughing and kept asking me if Lissy had really gone to the bathroom. I couldn’t answer her, I was laughing too hard. Mark grabbed some napkins and put them down on the “wet spot” to clean it up. At that point, they figured out it was just a prank. The host was laughing and gave me a high five. It was hilarious! After that, I felt comfortable.
They had paper on the table and pens for the kids to draw and play with, so the girls and I started playing hangman with different words and phrases. One of my phrases was “What is the meaning of Christmas?” Helena solved it and started to move on, but I made her answer the question. She was confused for a few seconds and then said Jesus was born. I asked her why HIS birth was so important. Why do we celebrate His birth and not someone else’s worldwide. She responded by saying “some people think he is the Son of God.” I affirmed her statement, but added; “it’s not some people who think that. That’s what the Bible says.” I don’t think she really cared.
The girls were getting so tired. Lulu (Gloria) was sitting on my lap and leaning more and more on me. Just before we were leaving, the host turned up Christmas carols so of course Mark started singing. He’s constantly singing, but he’s got a great voice, so I don’t mind. I sang along, but not quite as loud.
On the way home, we stopped at a little restaurant so Mark could eat something and we could eat some French fries. They like to dip their fries in mayonnaise instead of ketchup. GROSS!
By the time we got back to the house, it was around 1:30am. I carried Lulu inside and helped her get her jacket and boots off since she had been sleeping and was too tired to move. She’s such a cutie!
Random thoughts: In Germany, it is polite to say you have to go peepee.
Also, every once in a while I hear Gloria say “oh my goodness” about something. J It’s my little reminder that although sometimes I have a hard time communicating with her, she is still watching and listening to me and picking my habits up.
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