Christmas time is a blast for me. I love it all: the cheer, the songs, the wrapping, the buying. All of it. this is my holiday.
The only thing I regret this year is not turning my bookshelves into this:
I think what I like most about this season is the hunkering down I tend to do over the holidays. I stay in. I hang out with the kids. We watch movies. We get a break from work and school. Everything just slows down in life. I love it.
Here’s the highlights:
(We celebrated the holiday by seeing the local band Fialta play all Christmas music at Kreuzberg, our local coffee shop. Who knew that a bunch of adults singing Christmas carols could be so much fun?)
(Shopped for Christmas presents and found th most inappropriate toy EVER. To me, this just screams rape. I mean, come on, the only girl smurf lying in a martini glass? Who thought this was a good idea?)
I wish I could say we did some extravagant things after Christmas and before today, but besides a few trips to the movies and to walk around, we all stayed inside and just played, slept, and ate. It was glorious.)
And finally, I caught up on all my New York Times Sunday newspapers:
The end. Our vacation is almost over and it’s New Years Eve. Time to prepare for 2014.