Cousins Sam and Bridget graciously invited the scrapblog editor to be an honorary Broberg on Christmas Eve at their lovely home in Eagan, even though she arrived unfashionably late, left unfashionably early, brought no food and babbled incoherently the whole time about near-death experiences (see post below this one). Scenes:
Bridget and Sam served up hospitality and platters of heaping, delicious food. Bridget had made seven or eight kinds of gourmet Christmas cookies. We were so busy eating them and possibly sneaking a few into our purse that we forgot to take a photo of them.
Young A. consulted with his wise dad as cousin Bridget gave Auntie Mary a recipe over the phone. "There really isn't a recipe," Bridget was saying. "You just kind of make it up as you go along." Everything Bridget made up as she went along was beautiful and delicious.
Visions of sugar plums danced in young Z.'s eyes, or maybe it was just that the scrapblog editor's camera doesn't deal with redeye very well. (New camera coming in 2008, scrapblog readers!)
Cousin Sarah and Aunt Lavone Broberg had the best sweaters. Sarah, carefully guarding her previous gifts of precious dollar bills, was about to open a mysterious package. Whatever can it be? "It better be good, buddy," Sarah said ...
... whoa! It
was good! More dollar bills! And a 12-pack of Diet Mountain Dew! What a great Christmas! "You'd better believe it, buddy!" cousin Sarah said. Say, what is Sarah going to do with all those dollar bills? "None of your business, buddy!"
Cousins Pam and Dan reminisced about their childhoods. Remember that one time when cousin Dan ate all that mint chocolate chip ice cream and -- well, you know that story, cousins.
Cousin M. had the right hat. (M.'s at his best when he's NOT attacking someone.
We know you're a champion wrestler, M.! But in the gym, in the gym, dude!) Marty is the family's best outdoorsman, winter camper and outdoor shelter builder.
The Broberg boys built a very impressive snow castle in the cul-de-sac. Cousin N. Broberg talked the scrapblog editor into climbing to the top of it and standing there a while. Miraculously, this did not cause the snow fort to cave in. Perhaps cousin N. should design the new Interstate 35W bridge??
Bridget and Sam served up hospitality and platters of heaping, delicious food. Bridget had made seven or eight kinds of gourmet Christmas cookies. We were so busy eating them and possibly sneaking a few into our purse that we forgot to take a photo of them.
Young A. consulted with his wise dad as cousin Bridget gave Auntie Mary a recipe over the phone. "There really isn't a recipe," Bridget was saying. "You just kind of make it up as you go along." Everything Bridget made up as she went along was beautiful and delicious.
Visions of sugar plums danced in young Z.'s eyes, or maybe it was just that the scrapblog editor's camera doesn't deal with redeye very well. (New camera coming in 2008, scrapblog readers!)
Cousin Sarah and Aunt Lavone Broberg had the best sweaters. Sarah, carefully guarding her previous gifts of precious dollar bills, was about to open a mysterious package. Whatever can it be? "It better be good, buddy," Sarah said ...
... whoa! It was good! More dollar bills! And a 12-pack of Diet Mountain Dew! What a great Christmas! "You'd better believe it, buddy!" cousin Sarah said. Say, what is Sarah going to do with all those dollar bills? "None of your business, buddy!"
Cousins Pam and Dan reminisced about their childhoods. Remember that one time when cousin Dan ate all that mint chocolate chip ice cream and -- well, you know that story, cousins.
Cousin M. had the right hat. (M.'s at his best when he's NOT attacking someone. We know you're a champion wrestler, M.! But in the gym, in the gym, dude!) Marty is the family's best outdoorsman, winter camper and outdoor shelter builder.
The Broberg boys built a very impressive snow castle in the cul-de-sac. Cousin N. Broberg talked the scrapblog editor into climbing to the top of it and standing there a while. Miraculously, this did not cause the snow fort to cave in. Perhaps cousin N. should design the new Interstate 35W bridge??
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