It’s a mood. It’s not necessarily a bad mood or a good mood. It’s just a mood. Christmas. Whatever.

Yesterday I kinda said efff it to stuff and did what I wanted. I had said previously that what would be good was a repeat of thanksgiving. Just us here at the house having fun. No obligations. And as the day rolled along yesterday I feel like we (or at least I) embraced that spirit. 

I opted to not drive to CB to visit with my dad. Bad daughter. Whatever. 

Instead I had too much coffee and junk food and drove my darling daughter to Qdoba for lunch and my son to target to buy his sister a gift (separate trips). Then in the late afternoon we came together and played a few games, and were successful keeping the losing rants to a minimum. My people are notorious for salty rage when losing at games. How do you teach children to be good sports at losing? Mysteries of the universe. 

Z won at Tsuro, which is a quick game that usually lasts less than 15 minutes. 

Then I kicked their butts at Qwirkle. It really came down to the last play. Z could have won but C put down a move that not only prevented her from running out of tiles first but also set me up for like an 11 point play on my last turn. That’s my boy!! 🤣

Anyway, sad to say that late in the day my brain sort of goes AWOL and I didn’t have a third brain game in me. I would have played UNO or something but C dipped too, wanting to get back to the video games. Z was grumpy about that and bored but what could I do? Another parenting conundrum. 

After that I hung about with Jim for the rest of a relaxing evening. We watched some YouTube and started a movie on Netflix, which we opted to put on pause to go to bed early and read. And yes, I really mean read. My mind goes AWOL about 7PM but my body also goes about 9pm. All I can do is lay in bed. And once I’m there I fall asleep in about 30 seconds. No lie. 

Last night I actually had to take care of Santa duty first. Yes my peeps still get stockings stuffed. And when I say my peeps I mean, the 4 kids (my two and Jim’s boys), 4 kittens (Doug, Kayla, Emma, and Gus), and Jim. That’s a mantle full!! 

At 10:30pm it’s a good thing that doesn’t take much effort. 

I had a pretty good sleep and feel refreshed and ready to take on this day. The days of excited children getting up at 6am to see what Santa brought are long gone. My people have been told that we’re converging in the living room again at 10am. That will be for opening gifts which will be followed by breakfast of cinnamon rolls and bacon and hash browns. Mmmmmm. And coffee for me. 

We have to be done with all that by the time my mom comes over at 1:30. Nice for her to drive here instead of expecting us to drive to CB. That should be a quick and socially distanced visit cuz my mom is not the most Covid-ly conscious person. She went to a steak house for dinner yesterday and I’m pretty sure she also has regular meetups with her pals. 

Yesterday on our way back from Qdoba I asked my daughter if it felt like Christmas. Of course she said no. Of course it doesn’t. But what I wanted to know from her perspective is why. 

She basically said that this has been such a strange year nothing has felt normal. She mentioned something she saw on Tiktok. A person posting a video from Easter with a caption “Anybody remember Easter?” All the comments were “no.” Yeah, that. 

It’s like the whole year got sucked into a swirling vortex of doom and nothing and our memories have all been wiped, like in Men In Black. 

Maybe it wasn’t Corona at all. Maybe aliens have finally descended on the planet and their big takeover move is to cause chaos enough that the human race self-implodes. Maybe Trump is playing for their team. He certainly doesn’t seem human to me.

Oooops. Did that political opinion slip out? Sorry not sorry. 

Anyway, so my goal today is to just have fun with my peeps and see where the day goes. It would be great if I can convince them to game some more. Maybe something more physical like ping-pong or I’ve hockey or shooting baskets. We’ll see. 

Time to get after it. 

Side note before calling it: My hair is getting really long, I’ve been noticing. It makes me want to write a post about all the things that were impacted by the new normal. Perhaps All the things that the pandemic made better. Yeah, that might be a good pre-NYE post. Thoughts? 

Peace, Love, and Peppermint Schnapps, 

~Miss SugarCookie