A few days before Christmas, the weather men/apps/websites began predicting snow. While this may not mean much to our northern neighbors, we were pretty excited about the idea of a white Christmas. As the day drew closer, they were predicting as much as 6 inches, which would be a huge snowfall for these parts. We were warned to avoid leaving our homes because the roads would likely be very dangerous. (I know, it sounds silly over a few inches of snow, but our city is not equipped for snowfall so it doesn't take much for roads to become slick and icy.)
Well, the anticipated snowfall was a little bit of a disappointment, but Christmas itself was not. We did get some snow, but I'd be stretching to say it was more than a half inch. Jeff and I (well, mostly me) thought long and hard about how we wanted this Christmas to be. When we are sharing Christmas with our parents and siblings, we usually let everyone else call the plays in terms of traditions and schedule. Since it was just us this year, we had to plan everything ourselves. In the end, we borrowed some things from each side of the family and then added a few of our own.
The rest of the day was spent Skyping with family and entertaining the missionaries for dinner. We had developed such a good relationship with our missionaries. It was especially fun to have them on Christmas because they were relaxed and more like kids instead of missionaries.
Now that we have our first solo Christmas under our belt, I am excited about future Christmases. We weren't as lonely as I thought we'd be, thanks to Skype, and we had a good time spending the day inside, enjoying each other's company.