We tried really hard to go Christmas caroling this past season. I had it all planned out, even some sweet ideas for the after/warming party.
Hot Chocolate check
Peppermint Candy Canes check
Wood for Bonfire in Back Yard check
Printed Carol Books check
Small Group on Board check
Place to go Caroling. BUZZARD
Ya, so apparently the not so neighborly apartments nearby said a big fat 'NO" to our good cheer and door knocking. They did offer us to arrange to sing in their lobby; however, I really don't think we had practiced for that kind of 'show time'. ;) And I didn't think that random door ringing and singing would bode well in our 'hood, especially with mini people (children all under the age 4) and thermometers reading less than 15 degrees.
Fortunately, another member of our small group knew of a elderly? rehabilitation center that welcomed guests. So, hoo-ra, we're up and running again. Plans are made, caroling book printed, and BUZZARD I got off work super late. So late, that by the time I picked up my hubby (yes, we are a one car family) and drove there, they would be packing up their vocal chords.
Drat, we were really up to singing "We Wish You A Merry Christmas" and getting loads of figgy pudding. Maybe next year? I kept my sing-a-long book and made my husband sing a carol with me every night at dinner to get my fix in. Cuz, "I won't go until I get some" and a "Happy New Year!"
