- We have 7 dressers in our house and only 5 people
- My holiday village puts my weirdos in a trance for hours!
- The baby can eat Styrofoam and candles as a two course meal.
- I miss my mom
- I’m 30 years old and feel weird about missing my mom, but it doesn’t make the ‘missing’ go away
- Someone smack me if I ever try to buy more crap
- I don’t understand why I own a Christmas moose
- Put a bow on something or garland around something and anything can be Christmas-y (including a ceramic frog)
- It is officially time for seasonal liquor! (Not that I am a fan of liquor, but mix it with something peppermint-like and hubby is bound to have a good night – I’m just sayin‘)
- Oh, and there is no such thing as kid glue. Anything with the word ‘glue’ on it should be subtitled ‘keep away from those little f*$%ers or you’ll spend hours cleaning your kitchen table’)
Tomorrow the tree goes up and the shopping gets finished. I will consume at least one white chocolate mocha without guilt and at least one with tons of guilt. I’ll spend at least an hour gazing at the beauty of the house at Christmas (and I’ll do that from the inside where it is warm while I secretly mock Hubby for saying yes to putting up outside lights!) What a weekend!








