Blog #4

Every Christmas sense I can remember my family and I have gone to my grandparents’ house in Saskatchewan. Every year the weather is completely different some we have been snowed in and were not able to go home. Other years there was barely any snow on the ground. This year in particular though was unbelievable cold. We drove nine hours to their house so that we had to ability to bring all our Christmas gifts and our two dogs along. Can you imagine having two large breed dogs in the car it never goes completely as planned. They always seem to end up in the seats beside you. When we finally had arrived at their home and walked inside, the whole house had an aroma of Christmas baking. A few days had gone by with lots of catching up on past events and talking about our life over the past few months. Of course my grandma asks me the same questions every year starting of with “do you have a boyfriend” and as always I answer with the same response no. The past few years though my grandmother has been getting really forgetful asking us question three or four times a night. For my brother that’s no problem that means he gets offered four beers in a matter of four hours. I mean how can you not love that being new to the drinking world. Christmas eve dinner rolls around and everyone try’s to help my grandma out with cooking but end up getting kicked out of the kitchen. She cooks it her way by making the turkey almost uneatable because it taste like rubber however with enough gravy and cranberry sauce it always seems to turn out just fine. We pull our Christmas crackers and find out what cheep gift and color of paper crown we received this year. Then finished off our meals feeling more stuffed then any other day of the year and making our way to the living room ending the night reminiscing about the past and watching our favourite Christmas movies together as a family.