what a merry ho-ho

Our Christmas didn’t involve showers. It didn’t involve leaving the house. It didn’t involve eating at regularly scheduled times. It didn’t involve clothes other than pajamas. It didn’t involve any traditional holiday rules. It didn’t really involve much getting up off the couch-iness.

It did involve stockings hung by the chimney with care. It did involve lots of screaming “best christmas ever.” It did involve a visit from Santa and an explosion of crap all over the living room.

It did involve a nap. It did involve phone calls to family near and far. It did involve ham, potatoes and a serving of vegetables. It did involve guns. It did involve cursing-induced packaging, and it did involve screwdrivers.

It didn’t involve pajama jeans or a shake weight. It did involve spiked eggnog, Packer football and Christmas cookies. It didn’t involve a jello mold, but it did involve Sorry, Twister, Scrabble and Hot Wheels.

It did involve most of my favorite things.

Except me, by the ocean in my favorite wife beater, short shorts and a fruity drink in a coconut. Maybe next year. After all, a girl’s got to have goals.

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