Christmas flashbacks

I should try that...no carb, no fat and no meat for a few days to see what happens...

The fine people of the gym decided to take off since like Friday so all the while I was eating like a pig, I couldn't even burn energy. THAT SUCKED. What sucked even more was that I started eating pastelitos Thursday night and last night I still hadn't finished. My step mother also sent over this really amazing chocolate cake (I think that was to compensate for not getting us a gift) and I was still eating from it at 12:30am last night.

That thing was good.

I know that a lot of people are under the impression that it's okay to use the Holidays as an excuse to eat like pigs but all the eating is my least favorite part of the season. Sure, eating excessive amounts of yummy stuff is always fun but I hate how I feel after I do. These days, along with the pastelitos and cakes and everything else, Zantac, Tagamet and even Imodium have become a part of my diet and it sucks.

Anyway...

Christmas in the F-P-L household was great. Finally we are going back to the basics and dinner was just us 5 and Gia (my eldest step sister). Unlike during Thanksgiving, when we had like a million people over, mom didn't forget that we had food and by 10:00pm we had already eaten and were focusing on the most important issue at hand: the presents.

To wait until midnight or not to wait, that is always the question; however, the answer is always the same: not to wait.

As usual, everyone was happy with their gifts. I got a new belly button ring from Gus, a necklace from Ivan, a bunch of hair clips and barrettes from the step-dad (I think he was trying to tell me something), and an itty bitty digital video camera from my mom. As soon as I figure out how to work it and how to post video files, I totally will!

They all loved the presents I got them and that made me feel good :)
I really did invest a lot of energy in trying to please them...

I really do like Christmas but I am glad it's over. Now I have New Year's to look forward to and for that all I want to do is find a huge body of water, go there in shorts and drink a bottle of Clicquot. Like last year, I don't expect to get the New Year's Kiss until some time later and that's actually okay. Who would have thought? In the past I would have been seriously pissed...