Saturday, January 1, 2011
Memories of Christmas 2010
Happy New Year everyone! I'm anxious to start 2011. 2010 wasn't my best year. I'm not sad to see it end. But I am sad that the holidays are over. I love the week between Christmas and New Years when all of the craziness and running around to get ready for Christmas is over and the only thing on my agenda is to chillax.
We got to spend lots of time with family in town and Sam took the week off work. It was Heavenly. He went on errands with me, fixed stuff around the house, made the kids big breakfasts and I got to go to the gym by myself every morning. It was sort of like having a wife around--maybe those sister wives have it figured out.
I took some time off the computer and I kind of loved it. I know I've been threatening to quit blogging (some would argue that I already have) and we'll see. My bloglines went down and I've been too lazy to find another way to check blogs. So forgive me for not reading yours either.
I do want to share some memories of Christmas 2010:
1. Every time Ryan opened a gift, he yelled "Ta Da!" Probably my favorite thing of the whole holiday season.
...he is also terrified of Santa, reindeer and elves. After we got home Christmas Eve from my mom's house, he hid all of the presents he received in his closet. He didn't want Santa and the reindeer to find them.
2. We had a good experience doing a sub-for-Santa project for a Sudanese family. We delivered the gifts to them on Christmas Eve day. Their home had a very distictive odor and my kids were kind of freaked out by the experience.
...the rest of the holiday season, when one of my kids was acting up, we would offer to drive them back to the Malek home and let them spend some quality time there. Worked like a charm.
3. For Christmas, I gave Sam a pair of Oakley sunglasses for cycling that he totally loved. This was the first time in years that I got something for Sam that he actually liked and kept.
...A few days before Christmas, I nonchalantly told Sam he better not be getting me anything electronic for Christmas. I thought I was pre-emptively striking a video camera. Next thing I know he had returned an iPad.
4.We spent Christmas Eve at my mom's house eating yummy food and enjoying a nice evening. Can you guess why my kids love my mom's house?
...my kids insisted on playing two songs each on the piano that they hadn't practiced and my dad sang his annual eardrum-splitting rendition of "Oh Holy Night." We all barked.
5. I ate out at least once, sometimes twice a day for the week following Christmas. Here are me and my sister Ashley with blogging friend Jill at kneaders. She has a very entertaining daily blog!
...I feel like I'm in a food coma. I've never eaten so much in a two week period in my life.
6. All of my siblings are in town and it has been Warnerpalooza non-stop. Here are all my siblings, their spouses and my parents at an adult dinner:
...Wednesday night, we had a terrible snow storm and I drove Sam's jeep up to my parents house with all four kids. We almost died getting there in the blizzard. Sam was worried about us getting home, so he ran the four and a half miles to my mom's house (on foot!) in a blizzard to drive us home.
7. Sam and I celebrated our 12 year anniversary on December 28th. We went to Market Street for a late dinner.
...I splurged and got the lobster tail and it wasn't good. When I pay 53 bucks for an entree, it better be the best damn thing I've ever eaten. I sent it back which resulted in a total weirdness with our waitress and the manager and probably a lougie in my clam chowder.
8. Since Sam and I are really fancy and classy, we headed to Harmon's after the lobster debacle to go through the carts of clearance Christmas candy.
....I was up to my shoulders in Christmas Hershey kisses digging for Fernwood mint sandwiches. Turns out, those babies are sold year-round and never go on sale. One of the true low points of my holiday season.
9. Ashley and I went through my 10 pink Rubbermaid containers of girl clothes and I sent her home with a huge duffel bag and a box to give to needy people in California. (We're saving the really great stuff for her in case she ever stops spawning red headed boys.)
Ashley's baby Bennett, my neice Courtney and Buster.
....I had an embarrassing teary meltdown in front of Ashley and my mom when I was going through the clothes. I chalk it up to realizing that Sammie is growing up and I'm never going to have a little girl again. Then the kids started screaming and fighting and I was over it.
10. It really was a fun, crazy-busy and yet relaxing couple of weeks.
...I now feel like I need to clean out every nook and cranny of my house. This is the aftermath of Santa's workshop:
Please don't contact the tv show "Hoarders." I keep telling Sam it is temporary. I'm going to get to it as soon as I clean out my car, the pantry, the kids' closets...you get the idea. Please tell me I'm not the only one with a room like this in my house. Oh, and I still have every bit of Christmas to take down too!