Christmas Eve and Midnight Ramblings

My daughter is sick.  Not just a little sniffle -- but high fever and can't-move-because-her-body-feels-like-it's-been-hit-by-a-truck sick. She missed all of the Christmas Eve festivities today.  :(

Then there was this other thing involving this other person that really irritated me and I would say more except that I can't, so I won't.  However -- it really makes me want to scream sometimes.  I find myself getting so spitting mad, that I have to stop and remind myself to breathe and that I can't change other people.

This is the second time in the past 4 days I have come home at night to police cars encircled around one of the neighbors' houses.  Tonight, they were walking up and down the sidewalks with flashlights. It's 1:48am, I've been home for over an hour and they are still out there.  I know that the police are here to serve & protect, so their presence should make me feel safe and all.  But -- yeah, I'm still up, right?  There is some whistling {in some sort of pattern} going on now.  Weird.

I hope the kids enjoy their Christmas tomorrow and I hope I get to sleep in.  That would be a Christmas miracle for sure.

I'm thankful I got to spend Christmas Eve at the Man's house and with our kids (minus my sick daughter) and I'm grateful they understand the meaning of Christmas is more than gifts.