My family heritage is German, and so growing up we always opened presents up on Christmas Eve. And yes, we even had the Weinachtsgerkin (Christmas pickle) on our tree. I carried both of these traditions over for me and Joel, but first things first: our Christmas (Eve) dinner.
|Our scrumptious ham.|
After dinner we opened our first gift. We always got new jammies growing up, and Joel and I will continue that tradition as well. We wanted to get comfy before we tore into the rest of the gifts, so we immediately put on our new jammy jams. Joel was happy to sport his new look for you all.
|Joel, with a photobomb courtesy of Pugsley.|
|Our cat, Jaeger, getting in on the Christmas fun. He just might love the boxes more than his Christmas gifts.|
Anywho...Christmas morning we got dressed in our Sunday best and headed to Mass. We haven't been going as frequently as we normally do, and I realized how much I missed it once I was there. It's like the gym. You hate getting up to go, but it feels so rewarding afterwards. Joel's family has a tradition of bagels on Christmas morning, so after Mass we did our bagel breakfast. Then, more relaxing. Have I mentioned how awesome this holiday was?
I am glad I took some "me" time on this break, but I have a lot of ambitions for the new year. I am looking forward to digging in and really working on improving on many aspects of my life that I simply forgot about once Joel returned from his deployment. Now that life feels "normal" again, it's time to stop with the excuses and start on the hard work. Nothing great in this life comes easy, right?