Well HELLO THERE!
I have just surfaced from my carbohydrate coma to bring you a little update on our festive festivities of festivation.
On Christmas Eve there was this
baked with cranberry and a small amount offered to MPS before I lost my shit and ate the lot.
OMG OMMMM NOMMM NOMMM
Margaritas that were made in an enormous pitcher and were rather potently delicious.
A lot of stumbling around and giggling until this appeared
and then sleep at
and then Boo at 5 fucking AfuckingM
presents and stockings and general awesomeness at the awesomeness of the awesome Santa.
turkey in the oven at 9am
lazing around eating these
and then setting the table for a feast of epic proportions
with my family including my sister in love with HER OWN LITTLE BUN IN THE OVEN OMG OMG OMG I AM GOING TO BE AN AUNTIE FINALLY!
and then I spilled a full the the brim glass of this
all over Moo wearing this
I solemnly swear I am up to no good tshirt… to match her TATTOO (OMG OMG OMG)
and then we played this
and I fucking ROCKED IT OUTTA THE PARK and the thing was all ‘You rocked it!’ and I was all ‘clearly’ and ‘is there any more of that champagne left?’ and stared longingly at the laundry basket full of Moet soaked towels.
and there was a lot of building of these
and then we feasted on a meal of leftovers at 10pm
and finally got to bed at 12am
and then up early the next morning for this
BBQ with family
and again with the OMG GODDAMN EARLY the next day for this
picnic in a park an hour and a half away with eight billion relatives.
Then yesterday we packed away Christmas
and this morning I woke with a monster eye pimple AND motherfucking Pink Eye (otherwise known by its technical term, conjuctifuckingvitismotherfucker)
which, in true not my style I am choosing to see as a motherfucking Christmas MIRACLE because I have 10 days off work and no plans for the next few days so I can walk around with my uber sexy swollen red eye and no makeup and not worry about scaring anyone but MPS and Boo.
And being a pirate.
And watching movies that may or may not have been acquired via electronic means and eating whats left of the Snickers Bar cheesecake that was hidden in the back of the fridge.
Ommm nommm nommm.
And the travel mug full of lemon margarita so I don’t spill it.
Hope your Christmas was full of food, love and laughter and copious amounts of liquor.