We had a nice Christmas indeed. Cliff and I don't play the gift game. If there's anything we want or can afford throughout the year, we tell one another about it and then we get it.
Cliff watched our new, close-captioned DVD of "It's a Wonderful Life" with me Monday evening, which is the way I like to spend Christmas Eve.
Yesterday as soon as we got the call that the granddaughters were awake, we headed over there to watch them open their gifts from Santa and their parents. They had gotten me and Cliff some gifts with their own money (probably some of the money we gave them for Christmas), so we had something to unwrap from each girl. Rachel had made those dipped pretzels that Cliff loves so much, and the Hi-Ho crackers dipped in chocolate that I go nuts over. And she had lasagna ready for the oven, which we cooked at our house. For me and Cliff, it was our last big over-eating hoorah.
I've gained 11 1/2 pounds since the first of November. Cliff has gained more than that. I hate that it happened, but we're going to fix it. In the past, getting rid of excess baggage was more of a vanity thing; since Cliff's open heart surgery, it's life or death, and I could kick myself for letting him gain weight and for cooking so many of the wrong things just to give myself a seasonal "sugar-high".
Anyhow, I'm motivated, and we are officially back on track.
Boy, that lasagna sure was good though.