Thursday, December 13, 2007

Christmas Rush

You know, every year you have good intentions of doing nice things for people. You start early and you think you have planned well until it all blows up in your face. Take for example, our adventure the other night to deliver goodies people. Kevin and I came home and started making the goodies right away. Then we realized we needed wax paper which really only set us back by about 10 minutes, but the whole process of making the goodies (seeing that we decided to double the recipe) took longer than expected. By the time we got in the car with our 14 plates it was 7:20. We decided to hit the people close by first and get them out of the way. Now, driving in the dark to places you have been only once is hard enough but over half of the people we had never been to their houses before. We made it through our neighborhood and then set off for the directional nightmere that is Waikiki. We went to the places we knew for sure first and then tried to find a place that we thought we knew. We drove down this alley of a road in what looked to be a shady part of town (later confirmed by the person who USED to live there). We knocked on what we thought was their door only to be greeted by an elderly man who was very confused as to why we had knocked. He said they didn't live there, but we were so sure, so we looked around a little, decided to go another place and come back. Again we still didn't see their car, and seeing as it was after 9 and we were counting on them to give us the addresses for the other places we called it a night. This is why we now have something like 7 plates of our goodies in our freezer to save for another night, or to eat alone in pleasure.

3 comments:

Anna White said...

ha, i love it! that is a good tale. i think you should eat them yourself :)

forget laundry said...

yeah mel! I am so glad to have a good way to keep in touch! and congrats! you will LoVE being a mom!

kathy said...

ALOHA AND MERRY CHRISTMAS
YOUR LIFE DOESN'T SOUND TOO DULL NOW. JUST WAIT TILL THAT LITTLE CRITTER COMES IN MAY. IT WON'T BE DULL THEN.
LOVE YOU
PAP PAP AND KATHY