It's The Day After

It's the day after Christmas, and I am drinking coffee and eating my Grandma's super fantastic best in the world Lemon Bars for breakfast....because even though I said I'd be back on the good food wagon this day after Christmas, I can't, and do not want to, resist Grandma's Lemon Bars.  Besides, I walked 1.5 miles this morning and Lemon Bars aren't going to last forever.  I need to eat them while the eating is good!

So I eat dessert for breakfast and listen to Christmas music and think on how yesterday was really a good day. I hadn't been joking when I told the kids their stocking would be stuffed with candy, socks and underwear, and they still love me.  We surprised them with their gifts under the tree, which is a very rare, wonderful event and the one gift they expected (clothes!) all fit perfectly and were worn all day.  We saw family we don't get to see very often, and we ate some delicious food.  More than some actually!  I figured out a wooden brain teaser puzzle that was stumping everyone, even when we all looked at the solution, and that of course made me feel like my 37 year old Mom brain is actually in tip top shape.

And I ended the night on the couch, with my feet in my husbands lap, sharing a box of chocolates that he had cut into halfsies so I could see what every single center looked like before I ate it.....partly due to being allergic to walnuts and not wanting my tongue to swell, and partly because I am willing to share half of something that's really good.....watching Top Chef on demand, trying to catch up with my show.

It's the day after a great Christmas, and I don't have to work.  I'm going to savor my Lemon Bar and sip my coffee and thank God for all the blessings in my life.  Not the least of which is a Grandma who makes kick ass Lemon Bars!