Well, hello there. I hope everyone had a Happy New Year’s! We had a little
get together with family and my parents babysat Emery so we could drink. We
played a drinking game, tasted wine, and since we’re in Texas it wouldn't be New
Year’s without getting to shoot a shotgun at midnight. I myself had a bit too
much fun. But by the end of the night the “other Raquel” graced us with her
presence. You know, the mean Mexican one? Yea, her. So, I cut myself off before
I got anymore rude, and blunt. And then I put my drunk ass to bed.
The next day we went to pick up our baby, and headed to lunch with my
brother and his girlfriend. If I told you that I missed my mini me, that would
be one HUGE understatement. The house was entirely too quiet, and when we went
to pick her up I couldn't stop hugging her and giving her kisses. This was the
second time, in her entire life, that she’s done an overnight stay. Before I
started drinking on New Year’s Eve, my anxiety was through the roof. I kept
texting my mother to make sure she was okay and that she was behaving. Of course
she’s completely spoiled when she’s with them so the only report I got back was
that she was “an angel”.
The rest of New Year’s day was spent in our pj’s watching movies on Netflix
and Hulu. We cuddled on the couch and barely moved all day. It was relaxing. In
fact, it was so relaxing that I hated having to get up for work the next day.
It’s always hard to go back to “normal” when you get a four day weekend
though. But, I’m glad I got the time off. I’m glad that I was able to spend a
few days at home, and that I was able to hang out with family and friends. It was definitely needed.
Here's to 2013! May it be one hell of a year. In a good way. ;)
