Also, they live in Texas. Have I reminded you of this lately? Because if it’s not clearly obvious, they do. We do. All of us. Well, not my sister and brother-in-law, but they travel to where the turkey and presents are.
And today, they’re both happening here.
The other thing that is happening here today is a family photo for my parents’ Christmas card. So what if we’re completing all the Christmas celebrations before the Christmas card photo is taken and sent. Details. Details.
This morning, my mother reminded me about this photo shoot. She also reminded me that we all needed to wear white shirts and jeans. No one in our family packed a white shirt. So, at 8 a.m., I traveled up the country road to the largest mall in the state on the busiest shopping day of the year. To get three white shirts. Brilliant.
Everyone is very excited about getting a family picture taken. And about wearing white shirts.
The picture did actually and finally happen. And after approximately 100 shots, there was one taken where no one had eyes closed or a weird expression on his or her face. I’ll post it after my mom sends it. Because my mom will hurt me if I post it before then. She just told me this.
It was a white-shirt, black Friday, photo shoot success.
And then we got on our horses and went home.
Basically, what I’m trying to tell you that my family is like a cult.
A Texas cult that celebrates Christmas on Black Friday.