In what might prove my most irrelevant blog post this year, let’s talk about surviving the holidays.
First, do not, under any, any circumstances, stuff a single pair of skinny jeans into that already over-burdened suitcase.
They will not fit this week [probably not next week either] for several excellent reasons…namely this,
this,
the embarrassing [impressive?] number of handfuls of these,
and, well, however many of glasses you got through here.
It’s alright, Grandma is undoubtedly wearing some form of an elastic waistband [maybe even sneakers], and this is certainly an occasion in which such age-approved wisdom should be immediately adopted.
Second, it’s okay that you packed a lot of exercise clothes and then only used one pair…and it was as pajamas…
It was more important that you said “yes” when your dad laced up his boots and asked you to come along and walk the dog.
Plus, you made a new friend along the way.
[if only you could have caught her name...]
Third, who needs a man?
You’ve got sisters [or a mom, dad, or grandma] to cuddle with and you’ve been doing so for years.
Fourth, speaking of family members [neighbors, guests, and any other stray visitor also applies], they’re here, to stay. Not one, single shred of a plan to leave early.
Isn’t it all more fun when we get along?
And lastly, remember why we’ve all gathered–why expensive plane tickets, long car trips, and nearly every spare dollar have been spent…
Presents [what? me?!].
Fine…I kid, I kid.
Despite Father Christmas’ continued spoiling of me, it’s so that for one week we might wake up and fall asleep to the murmur of voices of all those we’ve loved all our lives.
Isn’t that its own gift? [of sorts? yes? no? just agree, already.]
Hope everyone’s holidays were wonderful!
