It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year... Except the Drive.

I love Christmas. Ho Ho Ho's and Mistletoes. All that jazz. Ever since I was a little girl. See, I grew up in a house that oozed jolly from every angle. Love it.

 I just wish there was a better way to get there. ugh. 

Our drive wasn't so bad. We left Savannah at 3pm and arrived at the parentals at 12:40am. We always try to break up the drive in halfsies. But somehow I always get screwed. I think Finn is a visionary and can tell when traffic is going to hit, so he picks which portion he wants. Reason #487 why he is cooler than I.

But I still get the prize for being the best travel buddy. I bring us healthy snacks. Larabars, fruit, and jerky. And I belt out Christmas songs while he sleeps. Oh wait, that's annoy? sigh.

But every year that I have come home, even before my fabulous sidekick, Mom & Dad are waiting up with some sort of homemade goodie and the Christmas lights are on throughout the house. See, we have a bit of a problem. A decorating problem. No, not like the house that strobes to GaGa music or anything. We prefer to have like 6 full trees, 3 half size trees, a life-size nutcracker, and about 20 other nutcrackers. I think we're nuts (pun intended). 

I wouldn't want it any other way.

The Cluster-F Tree. aka all the ornaments I made when little plus some ;)

I guess I need to finish my Coach's Oats with unsweetened almond milk, flax seeds, and agave nectar. Then it's off to accomplish the "Home for the Holidays" Virtual 10k. I'm hoping that I don't get pegged by a golf ball while running by.... maybe it will be motivational to run faster, maybe.