Merry Christmas, everyone — happy holidays!!
We are going to the Chicago ‘burbs to spend time with my hubby’s extended family.
Tonight I made my beloved Oreo balls (and aside from some chocolate chips, all I tasted was the corner of one — which I froze in a baggie to have later).
I hope they like them — they have two kids and I figure kids will eat anything with chocolate, right?!
I know I sound like a broken record here but instead of journaling tonight in my personal journal, I’m blogging (hubby is zonked and he conked out on the couch at 9 tonight — poor guy — but he DID ace his final! :))
At least this keeps me accountable and helps me get my head on straight.
Anyhoo … I’ve just been eating so terribly lately and am ready for the madness to stop. I need to remember my motto of “Choose Pride Over Guilt” but I’ve not been doing that lately. I’ve been eating craptastically and feeling guilty about it.
I’ve just had no self-control and my lovely monthly guest arrived today — eight days late!!! So I’ve been crampy, bloated and miserable for the past two weeks (literlaly) and I’ve had no self-restraint.
Haven’t been practicing using my resistance muscles at all. Haven’t been using my own advice about eating clean and eating treats in moderation. Basically, I’d have failed my own class if I were judging myself. Which I’m not … 😉
So … it’s a new day tomorrow, and it’s Christmas Eve. Which got me thinking about Christmas Eve traditions …
We didn’t do it as kids, but we got older, my family started getting a hotel in NYC and doing something fun like dinner and a show on Christmas Eve. One year we saw the Matzo Ball Bash at Caroline’s; one year we saw Lewis Black do stand-up; another year it was Gilbert Godfried — basically, it was my family and all the Jews like us who had nowhere else to be on Christmas Eve except ordering Chinese food and/or going to a movie.
The five Christmases I spent in El Salvador with my then-boyfriend (now-husband) were totally different than any American Christmases. Christmas Eve is the big holiday. Typically, families gather for dinner and a party, and then everyone gathers in the streets to set off fireworks at midnight. The party would continue straight through New Year’s — fireworks every night, complete and utter chaos … but so fun to see. Then Christmas Day we’d all go to the beach or something low-key.
OK, well, that’s about it for me. I might post again before Monday, but probably not. Wishing you and yours a safe, happy and healthy holiday!
How about you? What traditions does your family have for Christmas Eve or Christmas Day?