Christmas 2015

This morning I put on a bra for the first time in 3 days and there's still a small indentation on our futon from where I sat binge-watching 40+ episodes of The Mindy Project.

Christmas break was amazing.

It was actually really hard for me to give myself permission to be a lazy sloth for the past few days and despite getting cozy under a blanket with Joey while it rained, I felt like I needed to get up and do a load of laundry or something else productive (don’t worry, the feeling finally passed by Day 2 of my Mindy-marathon). Taking days off to do nothing makes me feel guilty, I don’t know why.

But I still managed to get over 10,000 steps each day because my FitBit now dictates my life.

Our Christmas holiday was lovely and Clay and I divided our time between both sides of our amazing family. We had an hour or so to ourselves on Christmas morning and in true Clayton fashion, I was spoiled. My husband bought me a small digital camera to take along on our upcoming travels and I have enough athletic apparel to last me the next decade.

Plus, he bought me my favorite food blogger’s cookbook!

Please note that I also received Ms. Kaling's second book. Thank you, Chris! 
(He's my sister's boyfriend, in case you're new to the blog)

We had breakfast and exchanged gifts with my in-laws and then traveled to Greenwood to spend Christmas afternoon and evening with my side of the family. We had a spectacular dinner with prime rib, twice-baked potatoes, and my mom’s famous (to us) spinach salad made with dressing from bacon grease.

So it’s no surprise that I accidentally took an hour and a half nap after dinner (and I only woke up because Joey got a few pieces of meat fat at dinner and farted so hard he interrupted my dreams).

We drank wine, watched Chris play his new video game, and I made everyone play one of my favorite board games. Smart Ass is the perfect game if you want to have fun and feel like an uncultured swine at the same time.

I didn’t feel particularly festive or Christmassy this year, which was a huge bummer because I really wanted to. I suspect that it was mostly because of the weather and the fact that it was 60 degrees the entire month. Christmas music sounded annoying and every time it came on the radio I was like, “WHERE? WHERE IS THIS SNOW OF WHICH YOU SPEAK?”

Time with the family was awesome and I had a lot of fun celebrating with them, but I was more or less ready for the holidays to be over. I generally wake up with a feeling of disappointment on December 26 because all of the hoopla is over for another year, but this year I woke up ready to move on to the next thing.

I’m traveling a lot in January (both for work and pleasure), so I think my mind is already in 2016.

Though oddly enough, I've been dragging this ceramic Christmas tree with me everywhere. I put it on my nightstand for a festive nightlight, and on Monday and Tuesday I sat it on the table next to me in the spare bedroom while I watched TV. It's kind of weird, but I just really like it. It's comforting. 

How was your Christmas? Did you get any time off to relax?