Christmas & More!

So, first of all, Merry Christmas! I moved back home until school starts up again, and although I love my family, they can be very boring. It takes hours of convincing just for a simple game of connect four. But, Christmas time was great because we had family party after family party.

First, it was Ladd's polynesian party. Now, if you have never been to a polynesian party, crash one as soon as possible! It's a must in life, cause you have never been to a party until you've been to a poly party.

Next, was my Borup family party. That was fun cause we had our annual Borup ball fight. So, my senior year of high school, my boyfriend at the time, stuffed my locker full of all these plastic balls in order to ask me to prom. We then gave those balls away in the secret santa my family did. My grandma ended up with the balls, and then decided to pass them out; one to everyone. Eventually, one ball was thrown at someone and it didn't take long for everyone to start in on the fight. This year, my grandma gave away the balls as her secret santa gift, and that person soon started throwing the balls at everyone and once again, we were in a ball fight in my family's family room.

On Christmas day, I wasn't expecting any gifts except my stalking and my tickets to the Hale (which I always get). However, I received unexpected gifts from McKenzie, Whitney, and Scott. So, I was pretty happy. But then, we found a box full of small presents, one for everyone (even Ladd and Scott). We all opened them at the same time, and soon all of us were screaming with excitement (although, it did take me a bit longer since I opened it upside down). Inside the wrapping paper, we found itouches. One for all of us! My mom said that Santa went crazy this year and that she was going to return all of them. Don't worry, she didn't.

Since I'm already writing too much I'm just gonna tell you that after Christmas I also went to the Swain family christmas party and my grandma Borup's birthday party. All were fun, and all have great stories, but I don't feel like writing about it. Sorry.