Last Thursday night I finished up the rest of my wrapping.
Unfortunately, as I wrapped a pair of PJ pants for my dad, I cut a giant hole in them.
And so, on Friday morning, I had to add a stop at Kohl's to my list of errands to run, and therefore went to the three worst places ever to go on December 23rd. Kohl's, the grocery store, and Sam's Club.
It's a Christmas miracle that I didn't lose my mind, but I came out unscathed just in time to meet my dad and Emily for lunch at Grub Burger.
We rarely do things just the three of us, so lunch was fun and delicious and a great kickoff to a weekend of family. After lunch, I stayed at my parents' for a bit and my mom and I set the dining room table for Christmas dinner.
On Christmas Eve, Matt and I went to his aunt's house after church. I lucked out in the white elephant Pollyanna because I chose #18. That meant I could steal, and so I stole a Magic Bullet blender from Matt's cousin. We've already ground coffee beans and made about 12 smoothies which will hopefully cancel out the 235 bacon wrapped sausages I enjoyed at the party.
We got home late on Christmas Eve, but made a fire and watched a Christmas story. On Christmas morning, Matt and I exchanged gifts and then he made Rudolph pancakes for breakfast.
My parents hosted Christmas dinner and my dad made prime rib. He carved it at the table and it was so fun and fancy.
Also, delicious.
On Monday we spent the day celebrating Christmas with Matt's dad and step-mom's side of the family.
Emily turned 21 on Tuesday, and on Wednesday we spent the day in NYC.
And tomorrow morning my siblings and I will exchange our gifts and Christmas will officially be over.
Just in time to start celebrating New Year's.
And take a long nap.
