The Perfect Christmas

I think I just had the perfect Christmas. It might have been a few days late, but I think it was the best one yet. I spent Christmas Day running around at work, suffering all day long with my coworkers. It might have sucked if I didn’t love all the people I work with, but luckily I do and we made the best of a stressful day. A couple of us went out for drinks after our shift and it ended up being a very memorable Christmas.
The 26th was my real Christmas though. I managed to get the day off and got to spend it with family. We started by getting a few drinks at Applebee’s. Classy, I know. Then we went to the Embassy Suites to take advantage of their happy hour. My family pregames before happy hour, how badass is that? After happy hour, we went back to my parents’ house for dinner, dessert, and more drinks. And presents, you can’t forget the presents.
It was a great Christmas. I saw my pregnant sister and the lump in her belly that I will soon be the uncle of. I discussed craft beers with my uncle while sipping on Pliny the Elder. I ate good food and laughed heartily every few minutes. Everybody was smiling and having a good time, nobody was pouting in the corner or silently sulking in the other room… And that automatically makes it better than any other holiday I’ve ever experienced. Christmas is about family and friends, and I got the best of both worlds this year. I consider myself lucky.
Critically Rated at 17/17
Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young

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One response to “The Perfect Christmas

  1. DKY

    Sometimes it all just works.

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