2018, I’m glad to see you.
The past few weeks have been busy busy busy – we’ve seen family, traveled, traveled with family, and survived our TENTH Christmas Day juggling all sides and getting as close as possible to pleasing everyone.
I want to go ahead and apologize, this post won’t have any pictures because I got a new phone yesterday and I always, always start fresh with a new phone. It’s nice, it helps me clear my mind a bit and pin point exactly what I use my phone for – which is basically – photos, communication, instagram, Twitter, and the majority of my wordpress posts. Speaking of, I know I said I had big plans for this blog last year, but I think they’re going to come further into fruition this year. I’ve owned a house for 12 months now, cooked more, cleaned more. Domestic life is good to me, and I want to write about it.
Back to the subject at hand – the holidays. Thanksgiving feels like it was months ago – so much that I barely even remember it. I do remember that my family planned our first ever casserole Christmas that day (more on that later) and as always, I ate myself to sleep. Then got a real Christmas tree from the Boy Scouts. As always.
December was absolutely insane. I worked some overtime, we had a snow day, we went to Rock City with 16 people, we went to Asheville and the Biltmore house with my in laws, we had a mini Griswold family Christmas on Christmas Eve, and had another Christmas Day constantly in motion. This left us extremely exhausted.
When I think about that Rock City trip, I smile. I love my family, and I’m so glad we got to do that together. I have smart and amazing cousins, fun parents, beautiful aunts, the best uncles, and hip and caring grandparents. It was such a successful trip. I won’t lie though, my people pleasing tendencies left me torn and having a difficult time trying to spend an equal amount of time with them all.
The Asheville trip was something else. I’ve spent 9 years in Jordan’s family, we’ve traveled with them before, but this was just different. It was good. We saved a mouse, saw the grandest house in the country, saw where PawPaw Higgins lived and where Dad Higgins grew up for a bit, saw one million lights in Forest City, and got a little drunk, all of us, on accident. We antiqued, ate good food, and the five of us spent hours (and hours) in a car together and didn’t go mad. Jenna, if you read this, you’re not going to make it to that Christmas party.
Christmas Eve we got up and cooked breakfast for the whole fam and spent that evening at Mamaw Higgins’ place for dinner and dirty Santa. We had Christmas with ourselves late that night, snuggled, and woke up early to do stockings with the cats. Christmas morning we had breakfast with my parents, dropped in to see pop Solwold, then had our first ever casserole Christmas at my Nana’s. Since both of the boys are shared with other parents, we only had about 2 hours to spend with both of them at once – so I had the best idea that we all bring a casserole, eat casserole quickly, then proceed with Christmas. It was a hit. It was the best idea – there were, if I remember correctly, like 6 casseroles, dressing and baked mac and cheese. We got home late and high fived each other for getting through this year, our 10th holiday season, pretty damn efficiently.
Today is New Year’s Day. We have had a three day weekend by luck of the calendar and, I’ll say, it’s been so quiet and so good. We’ve had a fire going all day, we’ve had football on and I’ve been reading a new book my sister in law gave me. My eyes have been heavy for 72 hours, but my skin is soft and clear and I’m happy, I love this home, and I can’t believe it’s ours and we’re affording it well.
This year, I do want to give more attention to this space. I also want to stand up straighter, eat less bread, be more mindful. It’s all doable. I feel good about this year.
But first things first – my best friend is getting married in two weeks and it’s going to be the best day since my day, and I’ve gotta find some waterproof mascara! Glad to be here, 2018!
If you’re aching for pics – as I know I am and always do – you can check some out on my Instagram linked in the menu (I tried to link it in the paragraph but it kept breaking, unsure about that). I am sorry again that I didn’t have any for story telling purposes – it won’t happen again anytime soon!