So here we are on the day after the day after Christmas. On the morning of the 25th, we drove to our hometown and spent the day with family and friends. This year we did something completely different for the first time ever. We went out to eat instead. We met up at a buffet restaurant with my mom, my brother and his wife, my older daughter and her boyfriend, my aunt (my mom’s sister), my cousin (son of aunt) and his wife, and my cousin’s daughter. We usually don’t get together with my aunt and my cousins, so it was especially fun!
Then we drove back to my mom’s place (less aunt and cousins) to hang out and open gifts. This Christmas we decided we’d each bring one present (no more than $30), pool them all together, pick a number from a bag and choose a gift from the pot. It was a lot of fun. And yes, there was some trading going on at the end.
In the evening, we visited with my father-in-law for a little while and had some cookies and tea with him. After we left his place, we drove over to my best friend’s house and enjoyed some time with her and her husband. We returned to my mom’s place at the end of that night (that’s where we were staying) and slept like logs.
The next day we had coffee and toast with my mom, drove to my mother-in-law’s to visit with her and then headed over to my older daughter’s home for a bit. We had originally planned to go for breakfast with my brother and his wife that morning and visit with everyone else later in the day, but we had to rearrange our plans and head home earlier because the forecast was calling for freezing rain that afternoon. And you don’t want to get stuck in that.
Despite the visit being cut short, we all had a wonderful time. The only one missing was my younger daughter. She decided to accept an invitation from her father to go to Florida for a week. We really missed her but she will be coming home this Friday for a few days and the three of us will share a late Christmas.
So we ran around for a couple of days and returned home exhausted. And all talked-out. That’s what I told the most amazing man in the world “I’m all talked-out”. There was so much conversation in such a short period of time that my head hurt by the time we got home. I’m an introvert, after all, and there’s a limit to the amount of blabbity-blabbity-blabbity-blah I can handle before my brain feels bruised.
That’s my news. How were your holidays?