Well, next up is New Year’s Eve.
I am…. not a fan. It’s not that I don’t enjoy company or parties. It’s just that in my opinion, it’s just another day.
Ironically, I have plans for it this year. Not one party, but TWO!!
I’m not sure if that means two outfits. I hope it does.
All I know is that it means staying up past my bedtime. So much for my beauty sleep 😉
Christmas was a big hit around here. We spent it at my folks for the first part of the day, then drove home to open the gifts in the evening.
When Eldest asked if I wanted my gifts wrapped, I knew it was going to be fun. Seems that *ahem* people forgot to wrap my gifts. No matter. I told her it was a waste of time and effort and to just put it in the bags they came in. Hubby had taken the kids to shop for me. I will never let him do that again, because apparently the kids did the choosing.
A hoodie to wear at football games, or whenever I please….
Don’t get me wrong. It’s very cool, and very warm! It was the Sithy gift.
And this was the wino gift.
Taste wine? What a novel idea…
The Wine Tasting Lolitaâ„¢ glass! I didn’t have it, so that was a plus, because I hate, hate, HATE returning and/or exchanging anything. So I got Sithy and wine gifts for this Christmas. All in all, people know me well.
I may need to get a new hobby 😉
Seeing as today is a half day at the schools here, I was going to take advantage of my solitude and wrap presents.
And that was the plan, until Son came down with a fever, and Hubby decided that he was staying home for his half day.
So I have been catering to two men at home, moving piles of gifts to and fro, drinking more than my allotted caffeine allowance for today. I am severely tempted to not wrap anything and instead throw them in garbage bags and write their names on the bags with a Sharpieâ„¢.
Who am I kidding??? I will totally have the gifts wrapped by tonight and be serving hot chocolate and popcorn to celebrate the start of the Christmas holidays. It’s what I do! But I will be grumbling about it.
Courtesy of The Queen!!
Eh, my cheer will get here eventually. It arrives around the same time Hubby comes back from the liquor store. Until then, I will be wrestling with tape and paper cuts… 😉
Seriously, I have no time for anything lately. I still have gifts to wrap, and baking to do, and groceries to get, and dogs to board, and Guilder to frame for it.
Just seeing if you’re paying attention.
Every year I tell myself the same thing: I’ll start to wrap and decorate early. And as usual, something happens. Obviously, the accident played a HUGE part this year. But c’mon! I can use gift bags instead of wrapping paper. I just have this….block, for lack of a better term. The Christmas tree is finally up, but I have yet to put up the stockings. Or the garlands. Or the mistletoe ball.
And I just remembered the outside lights. Eh, forget that. I don’t have enough strings of lights to spell “D-I-T-T-O” anyway.
Maybe if I do the tree like that next year, I won’t have to worry about gift wrapping.
I hope I’m not the only one procrastinating. Am I?? 😀
It’s sort of a Sithy, courtesy of a friend on the social-site-with-faces.
If only my Physics class had been THAT easy!!
Have a great Tuesday!! 😀
This morning I get up with my alarm, smiling because A) it’s Monday, and 2) only a week or so before Christmas. I get to see my family and hopefully friends during the holiday. It means baking, and cooking, and a warm house. I’m so happy watching the coffee brew that I don’t notice until later that Eldest is not awake and in the shower. Turns out she isn’t feeling well and will be staying home for the day. Sigh… the day is a bit dimmer, but still I am quite happy to get rid of the rest of the kids chauffeuring kids. I return from dropping off the last one to check up on Hubby, who is also still in bed, not feeling well.
Y’all know what this means: I shall be sicker than whale poop come Christmas Day.
No matter. I lay down on the bed and he asks me what I have planned for the day. This is where things got….sticky.
Hubby: What have you got planned for today?
Me: Well, I have to finish wrapping Christmas gifts, and sending out packages, and having Eldest home won’t help.
Hubby: You have plenty of time to wrap.
Me: No, I don’t. Christmas is next week.
Hubby: Um…… oh…..
Me: Hm?
Hubby: Is that your way of letting me know how long I have left to buy your Christmas gift?
Me: No, that’s my way of informing you what the calendar says.
Hubby: Uh huh…
Me: Careful, I haven’t had coffee.
Hubby: I’m getting up now.
It can be argued that I kept my wits and did not erupt emotionally at the thought that once again, he has forgotten to go shopping. It can also be argued that the siren song of the coffee kept me from doing so. What can not be argued is that he now has fair warning.
I’m magnanimous like that 😉
For the life of me, I don’t understand what is so hard about giving me gifts.
My mother swears up and down to anyone who will listen that I am the HARDEST person to shop for. I’m sure this stems from the Spiegelâ„¢ Dress Incident of 1983. She purchased a rather nice dress from the pricey catalog for me, and I was not overly gushy about it. In my defense, it would not be acceptable at school because of it being strapless, and I was such a fuddy duddy that I felt uncomfortable wearing it.
I have since gotten over that hang-up, as you can probably tell.
I am a creature of habit. Seriously. Coffee, wine, bubble bath, pajamas, chocolate, jewelry….not ONE of those things have ever changed. Admittedly, I have found some things that I like as I’ve grown older.
Sadly, they are appliances, pots and pans, and air fresheners.
Knives, earrings, comfy sweats…. I am happy with almost anything.
Except artwork. I have no space for it, and no patience trying to decipher what the artist is trying to tell me. Besides, I quite love the artwork my kids have made over the years far more 🙂
It’s a simple tale. One of a new hope that I would score the new Darth Vader ornament from Hallmarkâ„¢. Alas, the stores around here would sell out of the very few they would get in stock, for the demand was high, and the lists were long. But hope refused to die, and so I placed my name on the list just this past Friday, thinking that maybe, perhaps I would get a call from the imperial salesperson.
I perused the interwebs looking for the ornament. Alas again, eBayâ„¢ was the least expensive alternatives to be found in the shopping empire.
The cheapest being $40 starting bid.
I love you like a father, Vader, but there’s a limit.
But Life is funny, and strikes back when you least expect it!
BEHOLD MY NEW PRECIOUS!!!!!!!!!!
I received the call that the store had but one in their stock, and I was next in line!! As soon as Hubby was home we went to get it. The imperial saleslady was *ahem* less imperialistic when she explained that she had forgotten to call on Saturday. I was too happy to care. And because I was too happy, I got him a minion, too.
My tree will be EPIC!!!
The Force™ was definitely with me 😉
I would say I am happy to see you, as I usually am after the weekend, but not today.
You made me very unhappy. Seriously?? A cold front to greet me?? What have I ever done to you, to deserve such treatment? I cheer for you every Sunday night as my kids drag themselves to bed. I wake up with a smile to greet you. I hail your presence as I eagerly drop them off to school. And yet, today you decided to just… forsake me!!
The 54*F (12* C for my foreign readers) doesn’t bother me. But that 28*F (-2* C) ?????
WHAT THE HADES???
I’m sorry, Monday. I’m breaking up with you. It’s one thing for a cold front to come in any other day, but heartbreaking when it comes on what was my favorite day of the week. You’ll have to shower me with sunshine next week to make up for it.
Or shower with water. We sure could use either 😉
I can’t think of anything to write for today. I have to go grocery shopping, and then have the kids help with decorations and cleaning. On the upside, I get to completely supervise. On the down side, anything on the tree that I can’t reach will necessarily stay there.
That goes for lights outside, too.
My house is the one on the right…
Anyway, I hope my muse gets better soon. Until then, have a great Saturday 🙂
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