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I am feeling extreme Christmas anxiety. I haven’t finished Christmas shopping, and that includes buying a gift for E. And I just discovered that the store that I wanted to get his gift from is CLOSED ON SATURDAYS!!!! ACK! I am the worst. girlfriend. ever. EVER!

This is why people drink Baileys in their coffee during the holidays.

Last night, I raced home with some of my Christmas bounty that I gathered from work (holiday cookies and candy) to make dinner for my boo. We hadn’t eaten a meal at home together all week, being that we both had various holiday parties and appointments on our schedule. I made Christmas-inspired chicken salad with cranberries and pecans. It was super quick, and we’d have some left over to make a quick snack before we did our last minute Saturday errands.

E and I are leaving for home on Sunday to spend Christmas with both of our families (yes, two Michiganders came all the way to the biggest melting pot of the world, only to meet another Michigander). Though we’re both from Michigan, we’re from opposite ends of the state, so we’ll be going to the airport together, but taking separate flights. On Christmas Eve, he’ll drive over to see my parents, and on Christmas morning, we’ll drive back to his parent’s house to hang with his family.

I’m excited to spend time with the fam and share some Christmas cheer. I’m also a little less stressed now after writing this post– I figured out an even better gift for E that I can pick up this afternoon. No it’s not chicken salad, but it may have to do with the kitchen. I hope E’s not as stressed out about my gift as I was his. After all, he is the best gift I could ever ask for (cue the sappy Mariah Carey holiday music!).

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If I hear that goddamn Mariah Carey Christmas song again I’m going to spend the holidays in jail. PROMISE!

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