So, Christmas came and went. Whoosh. I distinctly recall a conversation I had with my sister around Thanksgiving and during that call I told her that I feared December would blow through here like an angry wind and Christmas would be over and Sad January would show up before we knew it. I was pretty much spot on. Not to say I didn't enjoy it, I did. Christmas Eve was awesome, as usual, and this year we had a Mexican theme. Brother brought carnitas, we had the fixins and the margaritas and LM provided delicious flan. Muy bueno. Christmas day was fun, too. We had an open house brunch/lunch thing with family and friends and Max had fun opening his new presents. He was having trouble with the "multiple present opening" concept because we would give him one and he would rip off about 1 square inch of paper at a time, very delicate that one, and then I had to go in for him because I'm impatient and he would be so excited for that thing (unless it was clothes)that he would stop and want to play with it. I had to keep taking the stuff and putting it behind me so he would focus on the next present. Tough problem to have, kid. We bought him his first train set that we spent about 45 minutes putting together for him to take about .7 seconds to dismantle (Seriously. Off the table) and he got tons of books and some cute and funny shirts and a new train to ride on and a table and chairs of his own. He made quite a haul. Jeff and I had a nice quiet Christmas evening at home in our pajamas eating leftovers and drinking champagne cocktails. Jeff told me he hid a bottle at the party so we could have some later (SORRY, GUESTS). That's love, people. On Saturday, we had our annual holiday shindig with all our friends at a wine bar kinda near our house. It was a cute place and I drank champagne out of a can and ate a cheeses of the world platter. It was so fun to see everybody and get to relax and have a chat. Halfway through the night, all these cop cars pulled up with their lights on and we were like "HUH?!" It turns out some people had just gotten mugged outside! It actually happened a few blocks away but still. Luckily all the fuzz were still there when we left so we felt very safe walking to our car. It sucks because the neighborhood is interesting but crime has made an unwelcome surge in recent months. It's a shame, really.
Anyway, my point in all this rambling was that December blew through here and while I complained when I had to run around shopping and dealing with jerkwads at the mall and cooking and cleaning, I actually kind of miss it now. Don't worry, my laziness will set in shortly.