Well, Christmas came and went in a flurry of activity. First, we went to my Gram’s for our yearly Christmas get-together for the whole family, which is large to say the least. My anxiety was a little peaked and I wasn’t really able to eat anything so I very fidgety and in and out of the house all night. We left a little early, and then I tried to sleep but couldn’t. I don’t know how much I actually slept, but I was up and ready to go by 7:30, and we went over to my mother’s house to exchange gifts.
I was totally spoiled this year. Hubs got me an air fryer. Mom gave me an antique typewriter and a smoothie maker. Bern got me a bunch of Betsey Johnson stuff. Dad got me a new Stephen King and a recording of me and my Grandma Lois playing nail salon when I was seven. That last one really made me cry.
It was a good Christmas morning.
In the afternoon I cooked dinner. I made ham I couldn’t eat but everyone said was the best one yet. I made apple bacon coleslaw, Italian asparagus, cheddar biscuits, and what I think was the best sweet potato casserole yet (that I could eat.) For dessert, I made a traditional English trifle. It was all delicious. It was all exhausting.
By 8pm I was in my new Christmas jammies and sitting on the sofa under the Sherpa blanket I got from my sister. I watched a little television and then fell asleep. This morning I awoke to a mess, like Christmas whipped though my house and tore it apart. I expect to spend most of the day tidying. But first…I’m going to make a cup of coffee and enjoy the quiet for a little bit. I haven’t really had much of a break since last Thursday, so I intend to savor today.
Next up on the holiday agenda is my parent’s Christmas party on Saturday, then the dreaded New Year’s Eve. I would like to celebrate in some fashion, but no one has parties anymore and I’m not about to go to the ball drop again. We went one year and it was cold and expensive and terrible. I prefer to watch it on TV, thank you very much.
Anyways, I’m off to find that cup of coffee and maybe curl up under my blankie and watch a movie before I tackle the wreckage left from Christmas. May your coffee be hot and your presents be thoughtful.