Christmas eve my man and I went to my parents for Christmas with my dad's side of the family- ate delicious food and talked to interesting and funny people. Got back late, and baked brownies for the next day.
Christmas morning woke up early and drove back up to my parents house to exchange and open gifts and then over to my grandma's to say hello to everyone and steal bits of the ham while it was being carved. (it's an hour to my parents' house )
Left there before dinner and headed to my bf's grandma's house for Christmas, where there was more present opening and snacking and then left for his grandpa's house (a 40 min drive ). Got there and ate again (good food though!) and socialized a bit, though we spent most of the time on the couch watching mythbusters because I was tired from driving so much and he had eaten everything everywhere he went
Got home around 9 or 9:30 and curled up on the couch- which, by that point, was the most exciting part of the day!
5 Christmases in a little over 24 hours is a bit much