We played the Christmas version of ‘Clue’ this year. My Mother-in-law killed the Christmas dinner, in the kitchen, with the oven.
Just kidding. She didn’t even touch the holiday dinner. We’ve learned that the hard way. One year, she took the turkey out of the oven and I swear it cried out for help.
This year, we kept things very simple, which was great. Just the two of us. In fact, we didn’t even get out of our pajamas all day, which made it really uncomfortable after we took showers. But we dried off nicely in front of the fireplace. Wait, we don’t have a fireplace. I remember now. The neighbors kept telling us to go home, which was more than fair, considering that we had never met.
Still, after relaxing all day, we’re still both exhausted. You know that whole ‘muscle memory’ thing? I believe it now because I think our brains also have ‘exhausted Christmas memory’. It doesn’t matter what you do, you’re going to be wiped out for a week. That’s why people drink so much on New Years Eve. It’s the celebration of the end of the grueling holidays.
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