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What would Christmas be without its usual family craziness? Things have been tense the last few years. We grew up having lavish Christmases with truly decked-out halls and a Christmas tree in every room of our old Adler mansion. With things the way they are now it feels like a constant struggle for money and endless arguments over want to and what not to spend money on. It makes me sad for the old days. I have to remind myself that we’re stronger now because of it–that we’ve grown from it and are better, more well-rounded individuals. It still stings though, around the holidays.

Today I suffered from a hang over–nothing unusual after our cousin’s annual Christmas Eve party– and a new, onset head cold. Not really the way I wanted to start the holiday–though technically I started the holiday with a take down–as my brother’s girlfriend pointed out (quite rightly)–I love a good take down.

Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve

Obviously, Christmas was not without its usual family drama–a host of fights and name-calling– but after we got a roaring fire going in the living room and snuggled into our pajamas (after presents, of course!) everything calmed down for a little while.

So, my dad read us The Night Before Christmas and everything felt peaceful–at least for a few minutes.

Matching Monkey Pajamas

Matching Monkey Pajamas

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