Happy New Year, everyone!
I know some of you are wondering what happened with the Dark Christmas Tree.
Here's the story:
My son, Adam flew in from the Bay Area at the crack of dawn, landing at around 7:30 AM on Christmas eve. Lucy and Jonathan went to pick him up at the airport while Eric and I finished up the last minute touches around here. Or maybe we just slept in, but that's not important right now. 😉
And they were all exhausted so they napped for most of the day which was fine by me. We had an amazing NocheBuena celebration at my sister, Alina's house. Everything was so beautiful and festive and everyone was so happy. (We also did a photobooth thing again which I'll share with you later.)
In short, a good time was had by all.
We didn't get home until about 11pm. It was then that we busted out the Créme de Vie and cranked up the Christmas music and decorated our own tree and put out the presents and set the table for breakfast.
Christmas morning felt pretty magical and I think we all felt it. (I made them put the lights on the tree in a swirling light pattern. You can see it if you squint. I kind of loved it. A lot.)
We had an absolute feast on Christmas morning that included quiche, fresh fruit, monkey bread and my best friend, Pam's Pamagranate Jelly.
Seriously, the house went from plain to spectacular fabulous magical (=D) overnight.
And as we leisurely had breakfast and opened gifts… (lots and lots of gifts. Thanks, guys!)
I felt absolutely content. We had a wonderful time together and all 6 of us were in the same area code.
Which is all I really wanted for Christmas anyway.