This morning I partook in one of my favourite church traditions: Sundae Sunday.
Every year, on the last Sunday before Christmas, my church substitutes Sunday School for ice cream sundaes and fellowship in the gym. This year, I arrived at church an hour early just to enjoy the festivities. I get so excited about this every year! Kinda silly when you consider that I don't even really like ice cream sundaes anymore.
But tradition is tradition, so eat the ice cream I did, regardless of the fact that none of my friends even showed up to share my joy. Funny how tradition can make the mundane wonderful.
Some other traditions I expect to enjoy this year:
- playing Mary to Greg's Joseph on Christmas Eve.
- trying to keep my mom from stressing about the Christmas Eve play
- stuffing stockings into the wee hours of the morning on Christmas Eve, having spent the entire day preparing for the play.
- cornbread stuffing
- being awoken by my mother "making coffee" (read: dropping pots and slamming cupboards so we'll all wake up and she won't have to admit to being too excited to wait until later for her stocking)
- cornbread stuffing
- opening my stocking in record time, regardless of how much effort I put into not being the first one done
- being ridiculed by the step-lings for giving and receiving books as presents
- cornbread stuffing
- fishing boiled coins out of my figgy pudding while ignoring the presence of the actual dessert
- cornbread stuffing
- and of course, leftovers. . .of cornbread stuffing
Oh, tradition is grand!
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I'm very intrigued by your cornbreak stuffing, as I too, place stuffing as a priority at christmas, perhaps only second to the birth of christ himself. My, not cornbread, but oatmeal stuffing is the grandest, bestest, superbest stuffing in the whole wide world, and has been cooked on christmas day in my family for the past 7 generations.
hahahaha Books! ahhh, julie your my favorite literate friend!
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