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Its not us it's you 2020

 


Who enjoyed saying goodbye to 2020 as much as I did?!?!  Who actually thinks anything is any different in 2021, so far? Yeah me either.  It is a nice thought though.  So from here on in this post will be happy! Do you hear me?!?!?  HAPPY!!!  (Big breath in ... & ... out) Now don't you feel better?  Pssst...work with me here, okay? 

We rang out the old & in with the new very laid back this year.  Just CA, the kids & I.  And the dogs & cats of course.  Liam & I watched Doctor Who all night long so that we could be ready for the New Year's Day special episode.  Good times.  The kids played video games as did CA & of course we had our standard fare of 7 layer dip, chips, cheese & crackers & soda.  We could hear fireworks going off in the neighborhood by 11 & they continued until just after midnight.  As soon as we were done toasting in the new year we all went to bed.  We really know how to live it up, don't we? 


Yesterday, we spent the day in our PJs again. I'd say don't knock it till ya try it but I have a feeling that in the last year a lot more people than ever before have embraced PJs & sweats/yoga pants, so, you get it already.  And we started the process of taking down all the Christmas decor.  It's always nice to get rid of clutter but for some reason every year I get a little sad taking down all the festive decor as it always makes me feel as though the house is very bare, boring, & blah without the flare & color everywhere.  We can't put away the outside decor yet because well...



Yeah, we got that snow we were waiting for.  Along with sleet, & freezing rain.  So, our outside decor will have to wait until it thaws out a little first.  At least we aren't alone.  Everyone that put up lights is in the same boat.  Except for those diehards who really want to chip away frozen strings of lights from their houses, trees, & bushes. Whatever floats their boats, right?  Better them than me.  I'll stay inside in my fuzzy slippers with hot cocoa & wait for the sun to return.  Hopefully before the end of January, but if not, oh well.  



Before we took everything inside down & put it back in boxes for next year I had to get one last pic of our Merry Mail sign & show off the cards we received this year.  I was surprised there weren't as many as we usually get.  I figured no one can really go out we'd probably get more snail mail this year but I was wrong.  No worries, we usually get about 25-30 cards & I typically send out 75 cards myself, so I'm used to not getting a whole lot in return.  It's just not something people like to do anymore & that is okay.  It's also something I won't stop doing and that's okay too.  

Because the Doctor Who special episode didn't air until 7 our time, I DVR'd it so Liam & I could watch it this afternoon.  

He & I are loving Jodi Whittaker's take on the Doctor.  And it is still one of our favorite mom & Liam things to do together.  


Monday it's back to school (at home virtually of course) for the kids & I.  Yay... 😏


And that is it for this post.  I am glad 2020 is over and yet I don't expect a whole lot of difference between the year to come & the one we've already endured.  I pray for change, in hearts, behavior, kindness, love, & acceptance. May we all enjoy a 2021 filled with all those things & many more wonderful joyful moments & memories.  


Jes

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