by I'm back - Posted Thu December 27, 2007 @ 8:51 AM
Christmas was rather strange this year. I was pumped up and ready for the holiday and when my dad died so close to the holiday I was left with (among a things) a feeling of complete confusion. Christmas has and I think always will be, my favourite time of year and this year, part of me wanted to go on like usual becuase dad would have wanted that. The other part of me said to heck with this, take Paul and get on a plane, go somewhere hot and avoid Christmas this year.
I talked to my mom, my brothers and my extended family and we decided that Christmas would continue as planned.
My mom, dad and younger brother usually go to Chrstmas Eve mass. (My older brother and I don't do religion) However this year, both my older brother and I felt the need to join my mom and little bro at mass. It was rather surreal. I haven't been to mass since I was 13 (the age at which my parents let all us kids choose our religions).
Then on Christmas morning after sleeping over at my moms, we went for brunch at Pauls grandmas. His dad wasn't holding up to well. After all it is his first christmas without his wife.
After eating way too much at brunch, we made the drive back to my moms, where we did presents (my niece was ticked off that she had to wait for us to come there before she could open her gifts) and had way too much for dinner.
Then we went to bed.
Boxing day Paul and I sat at home and vegged out watching TV. Then we decided on the spur of the moment that we would go see Juno. It was great, very funny. Ellen Page is great and Canadian too.
And now here I am at work, where it has been incredibly dead. I love this day at work.