My husband and I usually travel during the holidays. My dad lives in Maine, my mom and brother live in Colorado, and my sister lives in Washington. My in-laws live in Virginia, and my sister-in-law lives in London. Hence, if we want to spend the holidays with family, we travel.
This year, for the first time ever, my husband and I are staying put and celebrating Christmas with just the two of us. At first I was sad about this turn of events, but now I’m feeling more positive. I figure this is our chance to start our own holiday traditions. Plus, for the first time EVER, we got a Christmas tree!
We’ve decided that we’re going to start the tradition of eating duck on Christmas Eve every year. Growing up in Maine, my family ate lobster on Christmas Eve. Of course, I don’t really like lobster so I would eat…hot dogs…or cold cereal. Classy. Duck will be a nice treat.
I have also decided that we will be starting a tradition of having an ugly Christmas sweater party during the holiday season. My husband is not quite on board with this yet. I have a year to convince him. (I have to give credit to my friends Ashley and Josh for this idea though. They hosted an ugly Christmas sweater party this year, and I want to be able to wear my sweater vest for many years to come, which is why I am stealing their party idea.)
We’ve also decided that we will each open one Christmas present on Christmas Eve, which is a tradition both of our families had when we were growing up. Of course, my husband’s Grandpa was a real-beard Santa, so my husband’s Christmas Eve present was delivered by Santa every year. I’m still feeling jealous about that. Because I am 6 years old at heart, I have already picked out the present I want to open on Christmas Eve. And no, it’s not the biggest one under the tree.