Wow, I say this every year but I CAN’T BELIEVE CHRISTMAS IS OVER! Now I have to wait 364 more days until it’s considered “appropriate” to belt Mariah Carey’s Christmas album at the top of my lungs… sigh.
Seriously though, if you aren’t in love with Christmas… I will never understand why… The music, poinsettias, big lush Christmas trees, deep reds and forest greens, the smell of warm cookies and roasted pecans, scarfs and boots, pretty displays in every department store… I could honestly live in the month of December forever and be the happiest thing on earth.
This year’s Christmas was a little different, and filled with more love and happiness than ever before! My mom and dad split up when I was 3 or 4 years old and every Christmas since, has been split between 3 or 4 different households. This was the first year my mom and dad did Christmas TOGETHER… in over 24 years. It was amazing and such a gift on it’s own.
My dad decided he wanted to do a big Christmas Eve party, and we rocked the roof off the house. For those of you who don’t know, my dad is not only a musician, but the best saxophone player in the entire world… So naturally, he set up his equiptment in the back yard and played his saxophone to all the Christmas classics. I’m talking “I’ll be home for Christmas”, “White Christmas” “Rockin around the Christmas Tree”… all the good ones. I’m sure the entire neighborhood could hear us, and I’m sure they didn’t mind at all. My dad is nothing short of amazing and clearly I am his biggest fan.
Having the my dad, mom, brothers, aunt, cousins, friends, all enjoying a home cooked feast under the same roof was truly the greatest gift of all. I am so blessed.
Christmas morning, Paul and I woke up with the tightest sweetest little cuddles I’ve ever experienced. We had a nice, slow morning drinking coffee and opening the stockings Santa left for us ♥
I’m not sure how I made the nice list, but Santa was very good to me this year.
After Paul and I exchanged gifts, my mom and two brothers came over for a delicious brunch consisting of French toast casserole, scrambled eggs, fruit, bacon, yummy little donuts, and of course Christmas Mimosas! After we were plesently plump, we unwrapped our presents and visited for a little bit.
When my family left, Paul and I packed up the car and headed over to his parents house for Christmas dinner. ♥ ♥ ♥
Since Paul’s mom and dad are planning to put their beautiful waterfront home on the market in early 2018, this was probably the last Christmas in it… Sort of sad when you think about it. So many memories, so much history. But we made sure to make the most of it.
Dinner was… I N C R E D I B L E … as per usual.
Since Paul and his family are from England, they had their traditional Christmas roast dinner. BEST EVER SHRIMP with mustard sauce for appetizers. Roast beef, potatoes, BEST EVER GRAVY, yorkshire puddings, roasted carrots and parsnips, brussels with bacon, cauliflower, and poppy seed rolls. DEVINE!
Then we exchanged gifts outside on the water with the fire going.
Jesus. I really love my family.
Christmas is such an important holiday for me. Everyone is always so busy with work and their own little lives that we really don’t get to spend time together as much as we all would like to. But during Christmas, everyone has a holiday party, or a cookie exchange, or a dinner, and it really really makes my heart happy to see everyone happy and celebrating.
I know this post is getting lengthy, so I thank you if you’re still with me. One of my dreams in life is to host a big beautiful Christmas dinner. Not a typical “everyone brings a side and I’ll do the ham” dinner but a Christmas where my family and Paul’s family comes together for a Christmas feast. I have honestly been dreaming of this my whole life. In this dream of mine, I am either pregnant or have a small child. We have the biggest, prettiest Christmas tree, tons of presents with ribbons and bows under it, stockings hanging over the fireplace, twinkling lights and garland on the staircase railing, my Grammy’s cookies on a dessert display, plaid tablecloths and pretty white candles, poinsettias, the smell of cinnamon throughout the house, my dad’s Christmas album playing in the background. Everyone is laughing and making memories. Am I the only one with this dream?
One day. I promise you, I will make this dream come true.
Merry Christmas everyone, and remember ….
“The greatest gift around any Christmas tree, is the presence of a happy family wrapped up in each other.” – Burton Hills