I must go upstairs and print more photos for my mom's Christmas present. I must also pack. From the forecast, I will pack more than I would have. I will have a good time, I will have a good time, I will have a good time.......
Actually, I probably will have a good time once I get there. I just get this wave of dread when I think about being there, but que sera sera.... I told mom I'll sing in the choir Christmas eve. They always need altos and the music is usually pretty easy... We do a run through and then go for it. It's not perfect, but I love the late service.
I really want to go this year. I want that singing Silent Night by candle light moment. Hope my parents want to go.