All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth ... a winter wonderland of snow ... a million gifts wrapped under the tree ... or in my case to be able to walk without a walker, to be home in Ohio, to visit with family, to get my socks and shoes on by myself, to relax and let the Christmas spirit melt into my body.
This year, Christmas looks a little different for me. This is the first year in my twenty five years that I will not be spending it at home in Ohio. It's the third Christmas we will be spending without my dad which has and will always be hard to handle, but it's something we have to deal with for the rest of our lives. This is also the first Christmas we (we, as in my sister, sister in law and me) that we are spending away from my mom. Cue the tears.
I recently got back surgery. Recently as in last week. I got a spinal fusion on my L4 and L5. Which in English means they took out a bad disc, replaced it with a fake one and then put me back together with four screws and two rods, leaving me with two, one inch incisions on my lower back. The details are for another post ... the reason I am telling you about my surgery is because this is the reason I couldn't push it and jump on a four hour flight home for a white Christmas with my entire family.
Sad is an understatement because I really wish I was going to see my mom on Christmas. Moms, especially my mom, make everything better. This was reiterated to me when my mom came and took care of me during surgery and she was truly a life saver and a half.
Instead of shopping and stressing over what to get a boyfriend this Christmas, the first Christmas in 11 years without a boyfriend, are you kidding me, because this gal is as single as can be and perfectly happy and okay with it. I have spent time wrapping presents for a fire stations family drive (giving back to the community), recovered from surgery (still recovering and will be for quite awhile), and made my house a Christmas wonderland.
Therefore, this year all I want for Christmas or what my Christmas Day is going to look like is a little something like this...
Matching pajamas with my sister wives.
My sista's opening up their gifts. If you know anything about me ... I love gift giving. I thrive off buying people gifts. Then there's wrapping the gifts. I'm the type of person that will wrap everything in a separate box just so you have more things to open, so I have more things to wrap and so there's more gifts under the tree. I'm basically Mrs. Clause or maybe one of Santa's elves? I can only hope so.
A huge Christmas breakfast with French toast, bacon, chocolate chip or Nutella and strawberry pancakes, or both, scrambled eggs, cinnamon rolls, maybe even some Bloody Mary's (that's actually an excellent idea). You could say that breakfast is my favorite meal of the day.
Breakfast, followed by a lazy day on the couch. Watching Christmas movies. Preferably Polar Express and Elf.
Drinking hot chocolate.
Eating Christmas cookies.
With all of the Christmas lights and decorations on and Christmas music lightly playing in the background.
FaceTiming my mom and other family members back home to give them virtual hugs and kisses.
We will throw a nap in there because we will be beyond full from breakfast because I plan to eat everything I listed above.
Then a steak and gravy dinner (my favorite home cooked meal) hopefully still in our matching pajamas and we will finish off dinner with a shot of Ketel 1 to toast to dad and missing mom on our first Christmas away from home.
Enjoy your day. With family, or friends, or by your lonesome. Whatever your day brings you I hope it brings you love and genuine holiday cheer.