After this weekend, the lights are down and the decorations are all back in storage. My living room has been reclaimed for living and our eating habits have returned to normal. I dropped three pounds by January 4th because there was no longer a constant barrage of food into my gullet. I will sadly miss the Cherry Mash Bars until next season. Good night sweet, sweet, sugary prince.
While there is a relief to have the holidays over with because seriously trying to maintain that pace of constant activity and planning and logistics is overwhelming and tiring and stressful. Seriously I have never been so excited to do laundry and house work than I was this Sunday. But sadly, my sister and her kids left on Saturday. I don't talk too much about her on here. No particular reason. I have cute little monikers for everyone, or not so cute (Schmacey) and I can't think of one for her. She is a teacher and is very active in her teacher's union. There was a lot of hubbub about it recently, this election season, and she deeply aligned with the union and their efforts. I called her Norma Rae a few times and she referred to herself as Hoffa. So I think I'm gonna call her Norma Rae here. There ya go, my sisters AJ and Norma Rae. I will have to make an effort to not type Norma Raw.
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