Christmas Means: Waiting on the Stairs, Roast Beef Sandwiches and Family.

This year is my first ever Christmas not spent with my family, and I’m a little emotional about it. I am very excited to experience my first ever Grandlienard Christmas, but at the same time, I’m going to miss celebrating Christmas with the people, food, smells, and traditions that I’m used to. Let me just tell you, I LOVE traditions. And we had a ton growing up, and still follow some to this day.

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Black Thanksgiving.

I recently heard about how some stores are opening their doors around dinner time on Thanksgiving. This made me really mad, and I’m sure I’m not the only one. I read blogger Matt Walsh‘s very blunt and honest outrage about this insanity, and it made me want to express my own thoughts. (Probably not as blunt as him, only because I don’t want people to hate me.)

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Sister, Sister. (Cue Tia and Tamara)

Let me just start out by saying this: The whole idea of “when you marry someone you marry their whole family,” is SOOO true. For some people, this is a bitter aspect of marriage, for others it’s the icing on the cake.

For me, it’s definitely the latter. Becoming a Grandlienard not only meant I married my dream guy, but I also gained one of the greatest families ever.

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