So I woke up and immediately Ash and I started cooking breakfast - pancakes, bacon, and two cheese omlettes.

After breakfast we started getting things ready for the big day - until the kids arrived. They opened all the presents I got for them and loved every one. I was so happy - as you get older Christmas stops being so much about the presents you get and more about making others smile. And I was glad they smiled.

The day progressed and we started drinking around 4. We played Apples to Apples first and that quickly progressed to Beer Pong. My partner was my twelve year old cousin - BEFORE YOU JUDGE ME HE HAD SODA IN HIS CUPS - NO ALCOHOL! and he kicked ass. Like we demolished the other team. And they laughed at us because he was so young, motha fucka is a beer pong prodigy. Too bad there's no scholarship for that.

After Beer Pong - I don't know what happened only that I somehow managed to take like 20 shots and got very wasted. And that's never good. It was still an amazing party though aside from the wanting to throw up for the last two hours of it.