christmas eve dinner.

ah, christmas eve.

here are the facts about what happened:

jonas worked because americans need to shop more than they need anything else.

it was my day off anyway. so i prepared things at home and spent time with my dad. that was really nice and i only felt a little bad that he took me to a restaurant. sorry to those who maybe should have been home with their families (i really do feel bad).

i cleaned up after a water heater replacement, but now we have hotter water. sweet!
i cooked and didn't love how it turned out. i just hate cooking for others because i am self conscious.

we had the missionaries over. a tradition from jonas' family.

we played jenga -it was amazing.

we performed a talent to receive a gift. 

i read a little something, jonas sang in German and the missionaries dominated with 'sweet home alabama'.

 we had too much chocolate.
the cat loved her new toy. his name is Mouseman.