Right now, I'm about a minute from changing into my pajamas, and my new robe (thanks, honey!) and cuddling up on the couch for some television watching and Glin snuggling.

This was our first year spending all of Christmas together, so we were introduced to each other's families traditions - there were grab bags, Redbreast, pickled herring, Oplatek, Dr. Pepper ham, JP's spinach dip, Nana cookies, and lots and lots of talking, respectively. My nephews were the most awesome part of the celebration last night, as they're two funny, smart, interesting people - even if they're only toddlers. Especially because they're toddlers. It's amazing to see how much spark they've brought to our family, which was pretty, well, sparky to begin with. Glinny got presents galore, including pig ears, chew bones, ribs, tug toys, stuffed animals and a bone that is bigger than her. Scott watched as she sized it up today and declared, "God. It's so big she doesn't even know what do to with it."

That one, of course, was from me.

Scott, Glinny and I spent last night at my sister Kate's after we all finally left my parents' house. Kate and I stayed up talking until 4 a.m., looong after Scott had gone to bed. That was another plus. Kate and I talk about twice a day, not including all of the texting, but I can't remember the last time we stayed up that late. Luckily I took some Advil and Scott made me a fried egg sandwich when I woke up, despite his protestations that Miracle Whip does not belong on a fried egg sandwich.

He, of course, would be wrong.

We just got home from Christmas at Scott's grandparents, and, like his entire family, were way too generous and kind with their gifts. This was The Year of the Blanket as I scored three fleece blankets, which officially means I can turn down my heat and bundle up comfortably. My gas bill went from $16 a month to $70. Thanks, but no thanks. There were gloves and jewelry and Scott's aunt gave us our first official ornament together - two snowmen with our names printed on each - which touched me to no end.

Last night at Mass, Fr. Pete talked about remembering the innocence of the season, of our faith, and this Christmas for me captured that. There was no stress or worry or concern. Nothing was overblown - well, we all did get pretty carried away with presents for the babies, but, you know - and there was laughter and happiness with every turn we made. I felt lucky and blessed.

I hope you're all feeling the same, too.

Posted by Erin at 08:22 PM | filed under: Odds and ends