Oh, Christmas… you have kicked my ass this year. You really have. I can't even remember the last time I was so physically and emotionally exhausted. I'm sure it's been years.
First, let me just say that my company holiday party was phenomenal. So beautiful. We checked in to the Four Seasons and they upgraded my already comped room to a suite, which was about as decadent as it gets. Living room, bar, guest bathroom, separate bedroom with a bathroom bigger than my living room. There was an espresso machine, gorgeous hardwood floors and the best part--remote controls for the curtains. An hour after we checked in, we were greeted with a cheese platter and a bottle of wine. I could get used to that life. Unfortunately, we had to check out and return home the next morning. Not before I enjoyed some room service eggs benedict, though. (Weight Watchers what?)
I made this all happen:
How gorgeous are these flowers?
The living room area of our hotel room:
All those lovely things aside, we were simultaneously dealing with the death of Catch's grandfather while my Nana was hospitalized for two weeks with a systemic infection. Nana was released from the hospital temporarily on Christmas Eve, but is back today having exploratory surgery to see if they can determine the cause of the infection.
The funeral for Catch's grandfather was yesterday. The day started with a rosary and mass at 9 am, followed by burial at a veterans cemetery 90 minutes away and a reception with the family at the home of one of her aunts. It was a long day following several previous long days. With both emotions and exhaustion running high, all I can say is that it didn't end well. I wish more than anything that I could have a do-over, but I can't.
My cousin went into labor last night, which added more fuel to my emotional fire. I want so badly to be happy and excited for her, but it's so hard when I am already run down and insanely jealous. I'm trying, though. I really am.
I also got word last night that my grandmother's best friend passed away, so I have another funeral to attend on Sunday.
When it rains, it pours.
I hope all of you had a lovely holiday. Since this post was such a downer, allow me to leave you with our holiday card…
Here's another gratuitous shot of the hounds enjoying their Christmas present (ok, it was Catch's present, but we all know it was really for them...) This wagon is the greatest thing ever. It even has a canopy on it, and it folds up SO easily. LOVE IT.