Hubby and I are packing things up and heading north (where, incidentally, they're expecting snow by tomorrow) after he gets home from work tonight. We'll be staying with his folks, so I'll get to experience first-hand his family at Christmastime. I'm excited! There's nothing like joining a new family and learning new traditions.
However, I have to admit that I hope we'll find enough time with my family to sneak in the traditional viewing of our old family favorite. There's also the tradition of the Christmas-lights-viewing driving tour on Christmas Eve. And the Christmas morning stocking opening.
I have to say, I'm not really sure how things are going to work this Christmas. Hubby and I have been sharing Christmas with each other for seven years, it seems like it should be a piece of cake. But this is the first Christmas we'll be married. Its not just ME trying to figure out how much time I can spend at HIS house. Its US, trying to distribute OUR time to both homes equally. I want to be there for all of my family's traditions, but I don't think I will. It makes me a little sad. I guess compromise is what marriage is about.
Even so... you better believe Hubby will be getting his fill of Danny and Bing!

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