X'mas day in NC's house
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City traffic is nearly zero. It was really quiet night, silent night as the song.
X’mas late morning, Church’s bells were busy to celebrate X’mas day. It was on for hours, from church to cathedral. I was surprised by the church density in downtown Dublin in my first visit. As Coffey tradition, we went up to NC to meet the other Coffey. Even most of Coffey live in Dublin but they don’t really have time to sit down and talk to each other. So today, it’s day we can meet up and talk. Well, we thought we can, but we can’t. There were 3 generations and the youngest won’t give you time to chat. But we did see many Coffey, some of them were my first time to meet coz they didn’t make it for last 2 years. We came home from a long way. It’s a nice opportunity to catch up with others. After visit, big girls were saying “That’s it!” It’s too much fussy to go through everything, preparing snacks, drinks and clear up (before / after). Next year, it’ll be for first generation only. Fair enough, I can’t image myself into their shoes. I know my Ma did it a lot and still doing it. But, let’s face it, it’s me. Hello, when was last time I host 30 people in my place? No.
X’mas late morning, Church’s bells were busy to celebrate X’mas day. It was on for hours, from church to cathedral. I was surprised by the church density in downtown Dublin in my first visit. As Coffey tradition, we went up to NC to meet the other Coffey. Even most of Coffey live in Dublin but they don’t really have time to sit down and talk to each other. So today, it’s day we can meet up and talk. Well, we thought we can, but we can’t. There were 3 generations and the youngest won’t give you time to chat. But we did see many Coffey, some of them were my first time to meet coz they didn’t make it for last 2 years. We came home from a long way. It’s a nice opportunity to catch up with others. After visit, big girls were saying “That’s it!” It’s too much fussy to go through everything, preparing snacks, drinks and clear up (before / after). Next year, it’ll be for first generation only. Fair enough, I can’t image myself into their shoes. I know my Ma did it a lot and still doing it. But, let’s face it, it’s me. Hello, when was last time I host 30 people in my place? No.








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