Yes, in fact, we ended up decorating the Christmas tree on Christmas Eve. But we got dressed up first, which sort of made it seem like we had planned the whole thing, rather than that we just ran out of time. (Again: where the heck did December go?)

And now we’re enjoying a quiet week between Christmas and New Year’s, reading, playing games, reading some more, drinking lots of freshly-brewed tea, and reading. One of us is also furtively eating a box of See’s chocolates. (That would be me.)

Today’s book choices included Weekend Sewing and The Little Stranger for me, The Financial Lives of the Poets for Dane, The Mysterious Benedict Society & the Perilous Journey for Abigail, Fly Guy for Owen, Swish! for Audrey, The Pout-Pout Fish for Sadie, and Kenny and the Dragon for a read-aloud. Among others.

But the books piled on every available surface of my house got me thinking about what we’ve read this year, and about what we’re going to read next year.

I’ve read a bunch of great memoirs this year (not all of which were published this year): Alice Eve Cohen’s What I Thought I Knew; Vicki Forman’s This Lovely Life; Elizabeth McCracken’s An Exact Replica of a Figment of my Imagination; Julie Metz’s Perfection; Ann Patchett’s Truth & Beauty.

And fiction: Kristina Riggle’s Real Life and Liars; Alan Bradley’s The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie (Amazon says the next book in the series will be out in March! squee!); The Help, of course, and The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, and, and… the list goes on. And on. Until we have no bookshelf space left and have to shelve the novels two rows deep.

Not that that stops me from asking: what should I be reading next? What books did you love this year? Did you get books over the holiday? Give books? Still wishing for something in particular? (I still want to read Hope Edelman’s The Possibility of Everything, and Jamie Ford’s Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet. Oh! And Amanda Blake Soule’s Handmade Home.)

Hope your week is chilly and perfect for curling up with a blanket and a hot beverage. And a good book. Of course.