Today's Flashback Friday is a different kind of trip. Today, we're heading into a voyage of Christmas Past. But, just because there wasn't a pandemic doesn't mean that troubles still didn't happen. And, on the Christmas of 2011, trouble happened.
On an aside, I find it kind of interesting that in this flashback post - my biggest concern was the loss of my Christmas socks. Seriously! Okay, I am a sock nut - love them and these socks were apparently second only to my Halloween socks. Odd, that now I can't remember much about what they looked like and that bag I'm holding with their remains - no help.
So here's how that "all Canadian Christmas" of 2011 played out...a little yucky around the edges but everyone except the socks made it through....
Christmas day started fine with a visit to my fave aunt. And it continued right through an afternoon visit with another group of family - then, moved on to the evening, and another family group. Yes, three houses - one day, no one said Christmas was for the faint of heart! But it's all fun. At least it was right through Christmas supper and into that first game of pool and then, well, then the Christmas socks met a fate they didn't expect.
A plumbing nightmare - on Christmas night, is, while not worst case scenario - it's sure up there. Sewer backups are not what anyone wants to think about. In fact, it definitely puts a bit of a damper on the ho ho ho. More like yuk yuk yuk. And as far as a family bonding experience, I wouldn't recommend it. But we survived the night - but first we put the plumber in the phoning queue.
Sadly, I have to report - the socks did not, survive - it was just all, too much.
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