Had a nice Christmas. Got lots of good stuff. Saw family, ate lots of yummy food, etc, etc.

Started on Tuesday, Christmas Eve, when my sister drove to New Orleans to pick me up and drive me back to Baton Rouge. We talked (and laughed hysterically) about the state of her colon the entire 90 minute drive to our mom’s house. I was exhausted that day because I hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before (George and I went to the pub after I got off work) and I still had to finish knitting my mom’s scarf and my sister’s little purse (that was going to be a scarf, but I ran out of time so had to improvise.) Family came over for dinner (oyster & artichoke soup, holy cow, delicious, my favorite) and my uncle upset me (unintentionally) and I cried and went to sleep after finished the presents. But was okay, knew it was sleep-deprivation.

Woke up Christmas morning. Opened presents. Got lots of good stuff. It’s weird how when you’re older, practical gifts are so exciting. I was telling my 11 year old cousin what I got and he thought I was pretty strange for being so excited about a space heater, an electric toothbrush, sheets, and the other stuff I got. So then we had 15 people over for Christmas dinner, lots of fun, my family is nutty. George came to pick me up, he got to meet more of the family (he was a bit nervous about all of them in one place. They can be very loud.) At this point there were 20+ people in the house. So who can blame him?

We left Baton Rouge, stopped in Metairie on the way into the city to see Anne Friedman (yay, she gave me a really cool purse and naturally some cool earrings and a necklace for my birthday) and then George’s parents (who gave me Godiva chocolates and a year’s worth of mass said in my name.) Then we went home to open presents. George couldn’t stop talking about how excited he was about giving me my present and I was getting nervous. While I’m really good at expressing my emotion when I love a gift, I’m terrible at hiding it when I don’t like a gift. Fortunately, he gave me a CD player for my car (which I’ve been wanting desperately since I wrecked my last car three and a half years ago) so I had no problem expressing my extreme delight. 🙂 Also, yesterday was our 8 month-iversary. Yay!

Didn’t get to wear my black dress because my sister and I didn’t make it to Christmas mass. But I counted…I have four weddings already to go to, not to mention my 10 year reunion, so I’m sure I’ll get plenty of wear out of it. As long as I make sure it still fits for the next year. That’s a good motivator. Speaking of, I got a new pair of running shoes too, but they changed the design of the new model. That sucks. So I have to go back to Baton Rouge to get a new pair. Oh and my brother and sister-in-law gave us $100 gift certificates. Mine’s to Old Navy, and my mom’s is to Barnes & Noble!! I’m glad I can get new clothes now, but I’m really jealous of hers, I’m not gonna lie.

So today I have to go back to work. Ugh. Day after Christmas. Should be interesting.