So that was Christmas...

All the blogs I've read this morning are filled with terse, hurried prose. This one will be no different.

Christmas Eve was spent with my parents. Justin and I brought Katie the dog and everyone at my parents' party was so gracious about it. We got to hang with the Welch family, my cousin Jose, various aunts and uncles, along with a missionary family that is indirectly related to us (it just wouldn't be Christmas, however, if we didn't see them!).

I showed off my new toy, from Justin, the Robosapian. I feel kinda bad every time I fire it up, because I know some 10 year old had to get the "It's too expensive" or "You can't have everything you want" speech when Christmas morning arrived and I had their Robosapian...I'm like the cool uncle who always gets the RC Car for Christmas when you didn't...sheesh! Liberal guilt!

Either way, I wasn't expecting anything in particular this year and, yet, my family and friends showered me with amazing loot. A blender! A food processor! And lest I sound like "The Price is Right", my good friend Megan gave me one of her paintings, one that I thought I had missed out on, but dearly loved.

Justin and I got to cap off the holiday weekend with my parents driving over to his parents' house in Ocala to stay over a night. It was wonderful to have both families together and even though the whole weekend was ultra-low-key, we had the best time relaxing and eating horribly sweet things.

Okay, okay, so this ended up a little less terse and hurried than I wanted. But now I have to actually work, so here's a recap of this morning to fill your terse quota:

Got up. Got a shower. Drove to work.