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Yesterday, on Christmas Eve, I took a photo every hour, for every hour I was awake. I was hoping to capture the story of the day, and interested in seeing if the pictures would tell me anything about my day that I didn’t already know. In the end, I found out that my day is a lot of cooking, riding in cars, and eating and drinking.
Disclaimer – I have heard of other bloggers doing this; if I knew who the originator of the idea was I’d give credit. I’m not taking credit for the idea.
11 am. Staring at the sink, getting ready to put myself together.
12 pm. Cooking hashbrowns for a casserole sort of thing for tomorrow I also assembled pumpkin cinnamon rolls that you can’t see here. Dressing slobby.
1 pm. Still cooking; on to scrambled eggs for the casserole.
2 pm. The sprawl. Thom and I go to Petsmart to buy Christmas presents for our dogs. (Echo got a leash, Meeka got a blanket.)
3 pm. We drive a friend and her little dog to the airport.
4 pm. Driving back from the airport through grey skies and desolate sprawl. its hard to find a picture.
5 pm. Once again I’m cooking; this time grilled cheese with avocado and tomato.
6 pm. Sitting with Thom and Meeka, watching tv. Thom is teaching Meeka to “high five”.
7 pm. Putting on makeup, getting ready to go out to Lee Harvey’s. Yeah, I look crazy, and you can’t tell what I’m doing.
8 pm. Opening presents with Brandon and Tiffany. Shortly there after we depart for Lee Harvey’s.
9 pm. The downtown Nieman Marcus’ Christmas display. We forgot Lee Harvey’s is closed on Monday, and headed for Idle Rich instead.
10 pm. After trying Idle Rich and Renfield’s, which were both closed, we found a winner with the Knox Henderson Vickery Park.
11 pm. Beers and company at Dallas Vickery Park.
12 am. As it turns Christmas, Thom and I stop for a photo op on the way into the other, more 15th Street Vickery Park.
1 am. Tiffany checks her phone at 15th Street Vickery Park.
2 am. I eat a hastily made burrito and watch bones before bed. Booth almost tells Bones that he’s in love with her.
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