Phew, what a Christmas! It’s certainly been a wonderful week but, wow, what an exhausting one! The feeling I currently have reminds me of my old single days. Me and the girls would get all gussied up for a night out on the town spending ungodly amounts of time on hair and makeup. We would primp and preen, dress ourselves up and head on out for verve and fancy. A whole lot of time and effort for one single night only to be followed by the inevitable need for rest the entire next day. Much like Christmas.
There is no doubt that the various carols, candies and well-wishes cause a little spark of hope and joy in us. There’s the excitement in the faces of children, the twinkle of the Christmas tree, the spirit baked into the Christmas ham. Most definitely it is a wonderful time of the year and I am increasingly thankful that I am able to share it with my loving family.
Now, all of that being said, man almighty am I glad that it’s over! It’s been a whirlwind of flying wrapping paper, new toys, old toys, lost toys, roaming ZhuZhu pets, legos finding their way under my feet and into my bed, new books to read (and read, and read), and Christmas candy that must have been crafted from Willy Wonka himself because it won’t go away.
So it begins. The Holiday Hangover.
There is most certainly a requisite recovery period after Christmas. There is nothing more necessary than taking a few days off just to actively not be doing something. And once it’s established that you’re butt is firmly placed in its rightful place on the couch, there’s the reflection phase of post-holiday recovery.
Firstly, realizing that everything we’ve been gearing up for is now over. The shopping, the gifting, the unabashed eating. Oh, the eating. I’m pretty sure that I have consumed my year’s allotment of caloric intake. I’m talkin’ 2010, people. Yep. I will be reduced down to lettuce and dry slimfast mix. At this point, I can’t even afford to use actual milk with my shake. That’s a real lowpoint, folks.
Secondly, realizing that there is still a whole week until the kids are back in school. A whole week. Avery and Jack have only been together full-time for 7 days and they are already bickering like an old married couple. “Mom, Jack’s looking at me.”
Seriously? I thought that crap was only pulled in the movies.
“Mom, Avery say I can’t be in her room,” Jack says.
“Avery!” I yell. “You let your brother play in your room!”
“But, mom. He’s poking me in my eye. I’ve asked him to stop and he won’t!” she yells back.
“Jack, are you poking your sister in the eye?” I ask.
“Yes,” he answers with astonishing honesty.
“Why?” I ask.
“‘Cause her say ‘don’t’.”
Of course. ”Avery, just keep your eyes closed.” See? The desperation of a mother who’s ready for the school break to be over. Pathetic. And kind of mean.
Thirdly, I’m now staring at a house which suddenly seems tacky and overly-decorated. The nutcrackers, Santas and snowmen just don’t resonate in the same way now that Christmas is over. They sit in various places around the house, some glowing and others whistling Christmas tunes, mocking me. “Hey, lady…how long can you stand it? You want to put us away, dontcha lady? Just try it and see how the little guy feels.” I’m giving them a week. Tops.
For the last couple of days, the kids have been sprawled out in the living room like coeds after an all-nite house party. We’re all exhausted. We’re all “a touch” crabby. We’re all looking forward for normal to set in.
The Holiday Hangover.
It’s a real bitch.
Mindy
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Mindy
“Just keep your eyes closed!” … best advice ever!
Nothing can happen to you when your eyes are closed. Or at least if something does, you can’t see it. So it must not have happened. There’s a logic there. I’m not sure if I have it all worked out or not, but it’s there if you want to have a crack at it.
That pic is adorable. And it’s what I looked like from Thanksgiving until Xmas. Now that the holidays are over, mine is a much smilier picture. (well, it’s a word now!)
Yeah, I’m lookin’ a little like that picture today. =) Gee, I wonder where he learned that face?
Mindy
I am glad its over frankly. Very glad. Just keep your eyes closed? Hmmmm, that is probably some of the best advice I have heard.
Yeah, you like that? Think I should be mother-of-the-year after handing out that kind of sage advice. =)
Mindy
We’re with you in spirit. Why would a 13 year old boy want to hang out in his 7 year old sister’s room, laying right in the middle of her floor? Is it because he loves her? Nope. Is he just trying to annoy her? Yep.
Nah, not Matt. He wouldn’t be creepy…on purpose. =)
Mindy
Jack’s face says it all!
Doesn’t it? =)
Mindy
Do we really have to end the “unabashed eating”? I really like that part. My daughter and I decided to cure our “holiday hangover” by making christmas cookies yesterday. I guess we were using the mentality of the “hair of the dog that bit you” or something. By the way, my holiday hangover started before the holidays so I’m agreeing with you – I’m glad it’s over. Now…what to do with that tree…
See, that’s the problem. I’m really enjoying the unabashed eating too. I have got to get a grip or 2010 is going to be spent in a diabetic coma. =)
Mindy
I only WISH the holidays were over. We’ve got one more with hubby’s grandparents – the ones who couldn’t cook a good meal to save anyone’s lives – and they’re cooking dinner. Also, we rarely get good gifts from them. Why do we bother?
Your advice sounds like my mom’s, and Jack sounds like my little brother.
Please tell me that your little brother grew up to be a fine young man with outstanding morals and strong ethics? =)
Mindy
LOL, how perfect! I swear if I eat any more holiday candy – I’m gonna hurl (but there’s so much left). Well, guess it’s candy of the dog for me.
I’m with ya on New Year’s. Two bites of food a day is my ration- for-EVER.
You get a WHOLE two bites? Lucky. =)
Mindy