Christmas Eve 2015

This year, our daughter, Shantel, asked if she could “host” Christmas Eve at her apartment. Of course Bill and I were excited to pass the torch of “hosting” Christmas Eve for family and friends to Shantel… What we didn’t realize when we jumped at the chance to pass the hosting torch to Shantel was that her definition of “hosting” and ours were very different… Yes, what she meant when she said “I want to host Christmas Eve at my house,” was that she wanted everyone to come to her house for Christmas Eve but because “she can’t afford to pay for the food, drinks, etc. She wanted us to “sponsor” the event, meaning she gave us the menu (Honey Baked Ham, scalloped potatoes, and Costco rolls) and we bought and or made everything and brought it to her house… and of course she wanted Papa, aka, Bill, to come to her home and bake cookies the week before Christmas and naturally she wanted to know if we could bring some of the ingredients for that too… which of course, we did…, because that’s our girl.. 🙂

Now you have to know that Shantel lives in a small, one bedroom apartment with only a sofa, coffee table, bed, and dresser. We tried to give her our dining room table or Pub table when we moved out of our house to become full-time RVers but she didn’t want any of that. So her apartment is pretty sparse.

In fact, the only decorations Shantel wants in her apartment are her two framed college degrees, and of course, her TV so she can listen to her favorite shows.




So for Christmas Eve, of course, we had to have a table and chairs for the people that were invited to attend. What to do… ? Well, our dear friends, Holly and Chuck, came to the rescue. They brought over a long fold-up table and chairs and a Christmas tablecloth so everyone would have a place to sit and eat Christmas Eve dinner. Shantel was very happy about that.


And, Shantel was happy and proud to share the Christmas cookies Bill and Shantel, and Shantel’s best friend, Jaz made.



Because it is an hour and half drive from where we are to Shantel’s home, Bill and I packed our queen-size air mattress, sheets, pillows, blankets, and everything we needed to take a shower in the morning. Because in the morning, we were taking Shantel with us to Holly and Chuck’s son’s house to enjoy Christmas Day dinner with them in Buckeye which is about another hour from Shantel’s home…


So now, at the end of a very long day (we worked until 1:00) imagine you just helped your daughter “host” her first Christmas Eve in her apartment… and clean up after the event… and your tired, so you set up your air mattress etc. and as you are crawling into bed for what you think is going to be blissful slumber… your precious daughter says “oh yeah, good luck sleeping because the neighbors upstairs stay up all night and make all kinds of noise…

As we were getting into our bed, I said to Bill, ” oh it will be fine don’t you think?” He said , “it will be different.” OMG, we thought they were putting dead bodies in trunks and dragging the trunks across the floor all night… Not a wink of sleep for us. I even had ear plugs in and couldn’t sleep. In the morning, I rolled over and said to Bill, “DIFFERENT!”  and we laughed and laughed… 🙂 🙂

But all-in-all, we had a wonderful Christmas Eve at Shantel’s home. Our daughter, Katie, and our grandson Marcus, joined us as well, and Shantel’s best friend, Jaz, and of course our dear, dear, friends, my sister by another mother, Holly and Chuck were there as always…

Shantel told us that next year she wants to put up a Christmas Tree… Did I mention she could have had anything we had from our home… gotta love it!

Wishing all of you a very Happy New Year!

Stay Tuned!




2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. gotham girl
    Dec 28, 2015 @ 23:48:59

    I know everyone had to enjoy it! Another memory! 🙂 So loved our time together yesterday and getting to experience first hand…life in the RV! Wonderful! xoxoxo


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