Whatever your beliefs or traditions, I think the holidays are the perfect time to take a break from life (or maybe just slow down a bit) and spend some time with your friends and loved ones.
I’m attempting practice what I preach. I know I shouldn’t even entertain the feeling, but I’m battling a bit of guilt. I’m trying really hard not to feel guilty about the time I took off from working and comps, because in the long run I know I’m going to remember the moments I spent with Hilary and my family and not the feeling about how I should have been studying.
, I can’t help but think that the past few days (or even the past two weeks) I haven’t been nearly as productive as I would have liked. Sure, I’ve gotten some work done and I’ve enjoyed myself, but there’s still so much reading to do!
Anyway, wallowing in this guilty feeling isn’t productive so I’m trying to push it aside and just enjoy my break while also getting as much done as I reasonably can.
Our holiday festivities always start with breakfast at Village Inn on Christmas Eve.
The tradition began over 30 years ago when my aunt and uncle were living in Mexico. I’m a little fuzzy on the details, but I think some of my parent friends from work wanted to connect with my aunt and uncle who were in Mexico and my parents linked everyone up. Through the years the breakfast group has shifted and changed but the tradition continues!
I love that this tradition is as old as I am! I’ve only missed breakfast a handful of times and those occasions were out of my control.
While at breakfast, my aunt gave me a Saint Christopher medal.
My grandmother had one on her car visor for years. When she died Hilary inherited her car along with the medal. Last January Hilary’s car was stolen (and then recovered) and she was upset that Nana’s Saint Christopher was lost. So my aunt mailed Hilary a new one. My aunt ended up with an extra one and thought I should have one as well.
The rest of Christmas eve was spent running errands, wrapping presents, and spending time with the family.
On Christmas morning my parent, Hilary and I exchanged presents, ate breakfast, and then prepared for the rest of the family to arrive.
We traditionally host Christmas, so everyone comes to our house for dinner.
Then after dinner, we always go for a walk down to the water. It’s usually perfect Florida weather and the sun is just getting ready to set by the time we head out.
I’m not sure how the tradition got started, but Hilary and I always tap the stop sign (or whatever the ending point is for a walk/run) whenever we get to the turnaround spot on our walk.
When we got home it was time to take family pictures! My mom wanted to boycott the pictures
, so she made silly faces in most of them. Hilary was NOT amused.
After pictures, things start to wind down. It’s time for coffee and pie and the scrabble board comes out!
And by then Christmas was over.
I hope everyone had a lovely holiday, regardless of what you celebrate or how you celebrated. 🙂
Oh yeah, and speaking of filthy animals… Look what dear Charlie did last night.