On Christmas Day, my mom always makes a feast full of food that I would literally kill to eat.
It's one of the highlights of my year, and I'm really not ashamed to admit it.
This year was no exception, thanks to some help from Whole Foods.
We were joined by a friend of my brother's from his mission, Tom Jones.
He kept us thoroughly entertained with stories from his rather crazy life.
I ate so much I couldn't move for about four hours, and even then, the only moving I could muster was to plop my body into bed.
It was a very merry Christmas.