Welp. It’s all over. The holidays have come and gone again. It has been an interesting year for me, and as I sit here writing, listlessly munching on a small bowl of Peanut Butter Cap’n Crunch, I cannot help but wonder – what will 2016 hold?
Mascara. And undoubtedly, an ungodly amount of candy, sure to wreak havoc on my molars and dentist bill. But I am also hopeful. Hopeful that 2016 will be better than 2015, a year filled with ups and downs, smiles and frowns (see what I did there?). So, hello 2016.
But let’s shift our focus onto Christmas of last year and talk about the sh*t I got and the babies I held (Tate).
Per usual, Nan’s respective Santy and Snow Babies collections were on fleek.
The break started off with my birthday celebration on the 23rd. It was basically the worst thing ever but we had no choice because Amy and Shannon had to leave Christmas morning which meant everything had to be bumped up a day. For my birthday, I got ballet slippers! Wearable ballet slippers.
I also got black Vans, because I have decided that slip-on shoes are the best shoes.
The night of my faux-birthday, we had Papa Johns and my sister’s wife Shannon did my hurr and it looks glorious.
My mom also took me to get a pedicure AND an ice-cream cake. So basically, things that would make a 5 year-old happy, make me happy.
The best part of my birthday this year was getting to spend time with my nephew Tate, who I think I love more than anyone else in the family #sorryguys.
Christmas Eve was spent doing Christmas things! We opened gifts, ate brisket and played lots of Farkel and card games.
Here are more things people gave me!
Amy and I even took Ellie to Costco to try and find Amy some cop clothes (Amy is a correctional officer).
Christmas Day was spent relaxing, drinking vodka + sprites and you guessed it, more Farkel.
A wonderful, family-filled time!