Why Does the Entire World Seem Motivated to Clean Except Me?

Seriously, I just want to veg out and watch movies.  I keep praying for snow but nothing.  It is still 50 degrees and sunny.

I think the hustle and bustle of this holiday season just got to me. I am kinda over hustling and bustling.

So, I was thinking back to some funny memories from the holidays and thought I'd share a couple with you.

My husband and his brother decided that it would be very funny to give their father a entire box...a entire BIG box of golf balls for Christmas.  Not like a shoe box.   This box...

Apparently, their dad loses many golf balls on their golf outings and they give him quite a bit of grief about it.  Hubby's brother knew a guy that collects all the lost balls from a course every day and so they just thought it would be hysterical to put them in a box for my father in law.

Y'all.  Oh my goodness.

It was hysterical!

First they gave him the wrapped box which was extremely heavy.  They both carried it to him and put it in his lap.  He was oooohing and aaaahing over what it could be.  At one point he said,  "It feels like a box of rocks!" to which all the kids responded in laughter.  So, he opened it, to find a big pillow on top and then underneath that more golf balls than he could ever lose.  After his initial shock he just started laughing.  We were laughing. The kids were rolling on the floor.   And not just Hubby and his brother but the little kids, too!

Too fun. 

The second memorable event came when my brother and his family were visiting.

I set the tables for Christmas dinner - the dining table for the adults that were here.  My dining table only seats 6 people, I have only 6 full Christmas place settings and we had 6 adults, so it was perfect.  Then I set the kitchen table for the 5 kids, ages ranging from 5 to 17.

Wouldn't you know the 16 and 17 year old had something to say negative about sitting at the kid table?  At what age do you remember complaining about sitting at the kid table?  Why would any kid even want to sit at the adult table?

Anyway, my response was that you had to earn your way to the adult table but my brother who has a very quick wit reminded them that the only way you could move into the adult table was by way of the passing on of one of the adults who presently sits there.    My mom, being the oldest of all of us, did not think that was too funny.  But everyone else for some reason got a kick out of his very honest response to the teens.   People, my family is odd - I'm just sayin'.    Really, I'd give up my seat at the big table in a hot second if it meant my mom could sit at my dining room table until she is 105.

Anyway, do you have any funny memories you want to share?