Our Christmas Holidays

Here is the long awaited post about what happened next. I really haven't had much time to write since coming home...

We drove down to Michigan on Friday night and around Saginaw we ran into a gianormous snow storm. Well, it wasn't that bad, but it did slow us down considerably. We arrived at Leanne's parent's house late in the evening.

Surprisingly, they had presents for us. For Chad and Leanne and Janelle and I! How nice. We sat in the living room, around the "festive bush" and opened them up. So the weekend was filled with wonderfulness. Grandma and Grandpa Black arrived from North Bay on Saturday, in time for supper, and on Sunday night the Brocks came. So by Monday morning the house was full of family, and it was pretty cool too because Janelle and I didn't feel left out at all, even though we weren't related. Food was fantastic, shopping was fun--if you ask Janelle--and we had a great time playing games--bananagrams--and sitting around chatting it up.

On Sunday they had me preaching again.

New years' eve night, we were up playing games, we played banangrams and Bible Guestures, and then Uncle Gord taught us a song and we sang it quite well into the new year. After that, it was late, so we went to bed. Next morning we were up pretty early, heading back to Toronto for our flight out.

We got there in time to have supper at C'est Bon, near where we used to live, and then we hung out at the airport for a few hours while our flight was delayed, and delayed again because of weather in Halifax. Finally we boarded, flew out, and the flight was quite prolonged. Janelle and I sat at the very back, in those seats that don't recline, and the flight was packed out. Descending into Halifax we hit rough turbulence and it was very scary. The plane was bumping all over and rocking like crazy and an old man sitting near us huddled into the crash position, Janelle screamed as the plane jarred us to the ends of our seat belts. After what seemed like hours of this harrowingness, we touched down with great relief, and came to a slippery, though safe, stop at our terminal and the passengers erupted into applause.

We drove home through snow and lightning, very slowly and scarily, and got in at two am, dropped our bags by the door shed our clothes and dropped into bed... we slept in until late the next morning, which opened a whole new adventure; but I'll write about that later.