christmas break recap

Hola, imaginary friends!

I’m back from my blogging hiatus! I have felt totally disconnected from the world the past few days, and I won’t lie, it’s been nice. Sometimes the computer can be a real distraction from life. That’s part of the reason I refuse to get a hip, internet yielding cell phone. I have too many distractions already, I can’t imagine carrying the internet around in my pocket all day!

We’ve spent the past week eating, opening gifts, eating, not sleeping, eating, driving, driving, eating, and driving. I’m tired. And strangely still hungry.

(P.S. I got 12 inches of my hair cut! Remember when I was really nervous about getting a hair cut? Well I put my big girl panties on, and had the lady chop off 12 inches. I donated it to the fine folks at Locks of Love. If you’ve got some long hair you’d like to shed for a mom-do, LoL is a great organization to give to!)

We spent Christmas Eve with my family. We ate. And ate. And ate. My momma cooked, so even if you aren’t hungry, you still eat because her food is just that good. Afterwards, we headed back to the little old house to get ready for Santa. After we put PB to bed, I spent a good 45 minutes begging Ben to let me open my presents that night. He said no.

I pouted. He can be so mature sometimes. I mean, come on man. Just let me open one stinkin’ present. Who has that much self control??!!?

Christmas morning came, and PB was wild. Somehow, I think he knew this morning was different. He actually sat through opening all of his presents. He really liked the paper best. Note to all parents of 1 year olds: save your money. Wrap up some old socks and some spoons and tupperware, and give it to your child. You’ll be their hero.

PB had a big time tearing through the paper. Santa brought him some clothes, a kid’s bible, some books, a tent, and lots of toys.

Ben got some clothes, some weight stuff, and some other man things.

And, ladies and gentlemen, I got every American girl’s dream:

Yep. A table saw. I have no earthly idea how to use it, but I’ve wanted one for a while now. Here’s to hoping I don’t cut any extremities off.

I also got my first pair of Tom’s shoes. I feel really ‘in the now’.

We traveled to visit Ben’s family after Christmas last week, which meant we spent 16 hours on the road. It was so fun to see everyone, but by Friday, we were hallucinating. PB doesn’t sleep well on the road. He sleeps so light that he wakes up at every noise. Needless to say, we didn’t get very much sleep over the course of the week. But we got to see lots of family. Family got to see lots of PB. And I got to eat Smithfield’s. It was a win-win-win situation.

We came home Friday evening and I threw my bags out the window and headed to the hospital because my best friend had her baby! I’ve been so excited for this baby I couldn’t hardly stand it. She’s beautiful, just like her momma. I held her and sniffed her and for a split second, it made me want another baby. And then I had flashbacks of the stool softeners and the IV and the actual labor part, and I changed my mind. I’m happy with one bebe…. for now 😉 I can always go see sweet Emery Kate if I need an adorable baby fix.

We had big plans for New Year’s Eve. Like major plans. We ate some chili, played with PB’s new toys, watched a little Fresh Prince, and were in bed by 10:42 p.m. It was pretty dangerous.

How was your Christmas? What kindsa goodies did you get? Did you have a laid back New Year’s Eve, or did you walk on the wild side like us?

I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and I hope this new year is your best yet!

Have a blessed Monday 🙂

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