No theme this year. Just Christmas.
It's funny, Kenny called and the first thing he asked The Dad was what wacky theme we were having. Aunt Joyce and Deb said co-workers asked them too… I don't know what our strangest theme was… we had a backyard carnival and Chinese and a hoe down... One day I would like to gather a photo from each.
One day.
Not today.
I'm back-posting this because my iPhoto is giving me problems. Honestly, I can't remember what we even had this year. This was the only food pic I took.
At Dixon House we used to put the menu and hell's kitchen timing board up. This was the last one - a few months before the end of it all...
It was a pajama party theme - we had breakfast for Christmas dinner.
Everyone wore their pjs. Including the pup. There was laughter...
and fun…
…as there was every year. Yes, I may be a little nostalgic with the house right now and fuck anyone that has anything to say about it.
I know the only thing that matters is that you are surrounded by those you love.
… and that is something we were and I am always good at. I'm glad there were so many gatherings at Dixon House that people still talk about and I'm glad they always felt so welcomed.
Merry Christmas.
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