After Christmas there is always this sense of a sort of exhale for me. All the hustle and bustle is over and I can finally release the breath that I feel like I’ve been holding in through it all. It’s really quite a relief actually, seeing as I usually rather enjoy breathing, in general.
I’ve mentioned many times in previous posts how much I hate busyness and unfortunately sometimes even the fun kind wears on me. The past few Christmases have been so different and also difficult for me. I hope one day everything will be back to normal, but perhaps this is just how it’s going to be from now on. Maybe once you experience the death of a close loved one and/or other multiple major life changes, the holidays never really go “back to normal” again. Or maybe it just takes time. I did have a nice Christmas though, for the most part, and I hope you all did too.
I’d have to say that the best thing about mine was having my punk nephew home from California. I only get to see him every few years, so it was really nice to have him here for Christmas this year. On the first day that I got to spend with him we all went out to see the movie The Hobbit. I am a huge fan of Tolkien and I really enjoyed seeing a beloved story of mine brought to life on the big screen. I also thought it was very well done and I look forward to the next installment.
The next day, my nephew and his girlfriend came over and we all made candy together. My mom happened to snap this photo while we were working on making our Christmas mice.Maraschino cherries dipped in white chocolate = yummy little mice!
Yeah, they may be all smiles in that photo there, but on Christmas Eve when he brought over a new game for all of us to play, things got a bit heated. Taboo…We always play games after eating and opening gifts on Christmas Eve, and Taboo was tons of fun! I had never played it before, but I think I was pretty good at it. Well… except for the whole not being allowed to talk with my hands part of the rules. That was a bit tricky. Yes, I’m one those people who talks with my hands. Hey, I’m often overly expressive, what can I say?!
Another thing I enjoyed this Christmas was the new recipe I tried out. It’s called Christmas Crack and omyfreakinggosh is it ever delicious! And addicting. Hence its being called “crack.” This will definitely be a regular treat that I will be making around the holidays from now on.
Edit note: I would love to share this amazing recipe with you all, but I’m afraid you’ll have to find your own drug dealer for this one, as I’ve just recently been made aware that this particular recipe is in fact Top Secret and was only shared with me in the strictest of confidence. Oops! My sincere apologies to the dear friend who shared it with me as I didn’t realize that before I posted it here earlier. There are many other variations of this recipe out there on the Internet free for the taking, none as delicious as this one mind you, but you’ll just have to make due. I know, I’m such a tease.
Well, I don’t know about you, but between doing crack and devouring poor unsuspecting mice, I had waaaay too many goodies over the holidays. Oof, time for a diet!
And speaking of needing to go on a diet, look at the picture I took of my cute, chubby little kitten. She is usually a timid little thing whenever there’s company over, but she was celebrating like a pro with the rest of us on Christmas Eve. She kinda has a thing for wrapping paper and she wasn’t giving this piece up for anything ~ not even for a nap.
And look what we subjected my daughter’s poor dog, Teddy to…Haha oh how he detests wearing his Santa hat, but he just looks too darn cute in it to not make him suffer in it, at least for a little while.
Besides, we’re all subjected to a bit of suffering over the holidays.
Now it’s time to get busy contemplating all of those New Year’s resolutions…