I have to say, even though I printed a TON of fluff during the month of November, it was kinda nice to air-out my rambling mind. I know, I KNOW!!! I did not successfully complete the challenge but I DID attempt it and for that! I'm happy with myself.
To recap since I left you:
We ate a crap-ton of food. I motor-boated all of the mashed potatoes and stuffing I could find!
and then tried to attempt an awkward family photo moment. After eating all of those damn carbs!!!
After almost barfing, we decided, this wasn't our next Christmas card.
and then had a Holiday Workout at Rich's family shindig.
I was successful in which I did not get into a fight with my sister-in-law, my father-in-law and the chocolate pumpkin pie my husband made me make the night before.
The day was truly a Christmas miracle.
I then, the next day (while slightly feeling shitty from BOXED WINE!,) wrote out 872 place cards for a big event happening on Saturday.
As you can see, I can Hulk-Smash the hell out of anyone and everyone with my 'forearm.'
My husband was very scared of my deformed arm this evening....
I currently can not hold a fork or pen but that is okay, because I made our mortgage and health insurance up during this paralyzing situation.
Another Christmas miracle!
Saturday, we hung out with our besties. In all of the true sense of the word.
We had two pitchers of Sangria on the patio of a restaurant and found ourselves 30 minutes out of town, having even more of a good time!
Well, at least the kids reaffirmed our feelings.
We tried on three separate fake-and-fades to steal, Mabel, a.k.a., Maybelline, for Moira's birthday present.
It seems she is allergic to her hero. as well as I am.
Thank God! I can't afford a dog and THEM!
While we were having a grand 'ol time, it seems we missed another GRAND 'OL TIME! with Rich's cousins and family members.
Do you remember that unmentionable, I can't stand? from his family?
Well, SHE made a grade-A, ass of herself.
We were doing quite a few high-fives in missing her spectacle of drinking copious bottles of wine, crying, humping family members, and then drunk-dialing all of her family members., who would not accept her call.
I won't even discuss how she tried to become one with the family dog. Well, not in the dirty-sense you are now probably thinking....
Especially since, it was alluded, I'm quite jealous of her beauty and money.
At least I know how to say huge and not, uge.
I rest my case. Barf!
Now we are back to reality for another three-weeks. I'm hoping for a apocalyptic snow storm so I don't have to deal with carpool and laundry!
Going to stock up on the liquor and the carbs for our fore-casted, fun-fest!
I can only hope, we the family, are drinking hot chocolate by a fire while watching America's Next Top Model and Vanderpump Rules.
What a vacation, indeed.