Well this last week has been full of Christmas things and celebrations, namely:
The entire family wearing matching pajamas on Christmas Eve. There is photographic evidence of Mom and Dad and Phil in their festive sleepwear as well, but they wouldn't be too happy pictures of them in snowflake jammies made an appearance on Oh Laura Darling.
So just trust me when I say WE HAVE NEVER LOOKED BETTER ON CHRISTMAS EVE.
I think Santa approved of our coordinated sleepwear!
I really, really, REALLY wanted all of us to wear our PJs to my aunt's house for Christmas dinner, but the rest of the family didn't seem to be on board for some reason, so we put on real outfits.
Maybe next year I can convince them to go the All Day Matching Pajama route.
Rome wasn't built in a day.
I stayed at my parents' house on Christmas night too, under the guise of not wanting to drive back to my apartment late at night, but really because I wanted to take advantage of the chocolate chip cookie supply for breakfast the next morning.
After I ate about forty six cookies for breakfast I went back to my apartment, but I was home the very next day because a certain someone was turning SEVENTEEN! Which is hard to believe considering she was only born yesterday.
It snowed yesterday, and a snowstorm is all fun and games until you're standing in the parking lot of your apartment complex with soaking wet feet scraping snow off your car and having it blow right back in your face because IT IS THE WINDIEST DAY EVER.
I even managed to get snow INSIDE of my car somehow. That takes talent.
After that pleasant little activity I accompanied Matt one a trip to the mall for some new jeans.
Listen. You date someone for a long time and think you know them. And then you go jeans shopping with them.
Matt's not typically a shopping kind of guy but he turned into a brand new man once we hit the jeans section at JC Penney. At one point he went into the dressing room and I was wandering around the racks outside and I heard someone singing along with the Kelly Clarkson song that was playing with MUCH GUSTO. And also, much volume.
And then I realized that someone was Matt.
It's amazing what an eight dollar pair of stonewashed relaxed fit jeans will do for a guy.
I'll admit, they are pretty stylish.
But not as stylish as the red snowflake pajamas of Christmas 2012.