Last night I was so bored that I gave myself a faux french manicure. My mother-in-law gave me a nail kit for Christmas (oh yeah, and a ticket to see Wicked!) among other things. My nails actually turned out really pretty, if you don't look too closely. Then today after lunch I washed about a week's worth of dishes and all my work went down the drain. It's a shame. hey that rhymes. Taylor and I gave our introductory talks in church today and go figure I decided to cry in front of a bunch of people. Kinda embarrassing, although Taylor says it sounded sincere so I'm going with that.
Christmas morning Taylor and I slept in. I snuck out of bed and blasted Christmas music to entice him to wake up. It worked. We braved the avalanche-laden streets and parked our highcentered car so awkwardly the snow plows probably hated us. At my parent's, we ate a little, opened a few presents, Megan and Curtis' family came up and we played catch phrase for a solid hour. Finally, around 9:00 p.m. we all gathered around and exchanged secret santa gifts. Then Taylor and I went back home and watched Ratatoullie. Not bad for a first Christmas. If we could have taken about 5 hours of waiting out, it would have been SwEeT!!
oh yeah, a little tidbit of important information, I've packed on about 5 pounds. And wouldn't you know where it all went to? My bum and face. New Year's resolution: ease up on the pistachios.
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