christmas :)

so i'm up at a ridiculous hour in the morning because it's christmas and i'm excited. i'll blame it on nolan being up (we caught each other at the christmas tree at 5am) and me hearing him stomping around upstairs... but let's be honest, i'm 10 years old at heart, too.

the last few days have been pretty great... a lot of time at home with the fam. went to mass on sunday and went to confession, which was really really good.i still have work to do, but i figure thats part of life -- and i'm really happy with my decision. i didn't "plan it" this way, but christmas eve mass ended up being my first time receiving the eucharist in awhile... which was beautiful. i was praying about it, and my heart just felt right. for awhile, i've been feeling like my heart and my soul were at odds, but i felt whole last night. i feel whole now. it's great... i'm back :).

soooo my family got to talking last night, and it was one of those classic kelleher conversations...

we needed to call eric because he was with wendy, so dad handed mom his cell phone. mom responds with, "what number is he on speed dial?".. and dad said "i don't use speed dial, i just hit send and scroll."

.. which started a car-wide debate about speed dial. by car-wide, i mean us vs. mom.

"pete, how don't you use speed dial? i have a speed dial for everyone... your office is 3, your cell is 4.. eric has always been 6. birdy used to be 10, but someone else needed that one so i moved her to 5, pat's 19..."
dad: "wait, stephanie. how did someone NEED number 10?"
"my new coworkers needed a strong number; it's all in the finger dexterity. 10 is easy to dial. 1, 0."
dad: "wouldn't 7 be easier?"
pat: -- "mom, why am i 19?"
"it's your birthday"
me: "but my birthday is the 2nd, and i'm number 10-now-5"
"don't question the method."
pat: "well who is 7? can i have 7?"
"no one is 7. seven is unlucky. so is 13.. no one is 13, either."
nolan: "but eric's birthday is the 13th.. friday the 13th.. what does that say about him?"
"that's why he's 6. he's always been 6."
pat: "why am i 19?"
"your birthday"
dad: "let's change the subject. stephanie, do you ever chant at yoga?"
"sometimes. but the yoga lady brought her organ the other day and i thought that was silly.. i mean, who needs an organ to play one note over and over? so i've been doing more pilates now."
dad: "just wondering"

and that, my friends, was our family conversation.

classic.

dad's been more talkative than usual this break -- it's been rather entertaining. he sat down next to me yesterday while i was doing my 60 tridelta thank you notes (they're done! hooray!! and they're cute, too!) and he just looked at me and said, "bridgette, you're too damn organized."

the family is growing up. you'd think we'd be grown up enough to sleep past 5 on christmas morning :)... but hey -- how much fun would that be?