Our Christmas may have been turkey-less, but the roast beast--I mean, ham--that we made in the slow cooker was delicious.
We had a quiet Christmas. I was thankful for that, because it seemed like I always had something to do or somewhere to be. It was nice to just sit.
Christmas Eve was hectic as usual. There's always some last minute cleaning and wrapping and rushing around. But we managed to get it all done.
Every Christmas season, one of us cracks under the pressure and cries. It was me this time. It wasn't totally from pressure, it was also from nostalgia. I wanted to check NORAD's Santa Tracker (which has been changed all around from when I was a kid and isn't nearly as cool) but then I found a video they had done up about their role in making sure Santa gets here and how they track him and things like that. I thought about how cool it was that they did this and about how cool I would have thought this was if I was younger and then big fat tears rolled down my face. Christmas makes me emotional and nostalgic and sometimes I just can't handle it.
Afterwards, we went to church. The service was carols and lessons, nothing fancy, but good and quick. My only disappointment was that we sang Silent Night by the light of battery operated tea lights rather than real candlelight. It wasn't the same. I had a little surprise though: Mum donated the bulletin in memory of all my grandparents. I'll have to make sure I hang on to it as a keepsake.
When we got home, we had cider and gingerbread, and opened one present each. Mine was knitted fingerless gloves that Mum made me and a mason jar cozy to match.
After that Mum had me read 'Twas the Night Before Christmas. Dad used to read it to me when I was small, but now I read it. Finally we watched How the Grinch Stole Christmas and went to bed. A little early, but I knew I was going to be up early opening presents, and up earlier again to put Mum and Dad's surprise present under the tree. I got them vanilla coke, which is something you can't get around here.
As for the Grinch, I don't know how he can be so grinchy with Max around, I mean, look at that sweet little face!
Finally it was Christmas morning and we all got up to look in our socks and open gifts. I was really happy that I got Katy Perry's perfume gift set. It's something I've wanted for years. Unfortunately, the full sized bottle leaked and quite a bit was gone out of it, and the leak made the paint on the bottle go all funny. No big deal, Sear's will have more. There's always something that needs to be returned every year anyway.
I think my favourite present I got was a plaque that Mum had made for me of my first article that I wrote for the school paper. I absolutely was not expecting that! It looks awesome and I can't wait to hang it up in my room. As for a favourite gift that I gave, I'm really pleased with the ornament I got for Mum. It's a Royal Albert china teapot with the Country Rose pattern. It's the same pattern of china that her Aunt Marg had.
The sooner you get up on Christmas, and the sooner you open your presents, then the sooner Christmas seems to be over, especially if you're like us and don't plan on going anywhere or having anyone over. Yesterday was the first day in a long time that I actually felt bored. There weren't any more preparations to do. After having motored through the first two Hunger Games books and getting partway into the third one, I felt all read out. I had no crocheting on the go. Nothing I got for Christmas was anything I could get out and do. But being bored felt GOOD. It was as if I was finally done, even if the feeling was abrupt and will probably be short-lived.
Now the only things we have to do is host and be hosted at our leisure for the next few days.
I hope everyone had a great Christmas, or whatever holiday you may be celebrating this time of year; and to those who don't celebrate anything at this time, I hope you had a great December 25th!