Here are some glimpses into the Christmas fun and excitement that is in our house. Gingerbread house is done. Trees are up. One in the dining room,
And one in the family room.
Stockings hung.
Fudge is made..cookies soon to come. Card are mailed, and gifts are (getting) wrapped. Christmas dresses and pjs are all ready to be worn.Isn't it FESTIVE??? What you CAN'T see is the sulking children who didn't get the tree (bush)
they wanted. Or the gingerbread house that is now half eaten. Or the PILE of ornaments that are on the floor because the damn cat won't stay out of the tree. Or the pounds of mud that are EVERYWHERE since the ground refuses to stay frozen, and dogs refuse to not LIE DOWN in it. Perhaps you would like to see the Christmas lists. Most of them have refused to make one, and the others would require a government bailout plan (for the parents!!). As of the other day ALL Janey wants is Bendaroos, and parents. Nice. Had to look up Bendaroos, and low and behold...they are a SPECIAL TV OFFER. And they cost $19.99. But WAIT. If you order in the next 30 minutes you will get the bonus set of fluorescent Bendaroos as well. In case you have a burning desire to know...Bendaroos are strings. Covered in wax. That would eventually end up in the dog's poop. Think Janey might get her first taste of Christmas disappointment. In preparing for the arrival of Santa, Janey has taken to wrapping up things she already has, having me tie them with a bow, put them under the tree, and then she unwraps them. "Oh.....paint!! I always wanted this! Thank you!" Pretty easy to please if she is happy getting things she has had for months. Maybe she won't be disappointed after all! Or maybe she will. Who knows?
And poor baby Jesus. Each day I find him in a new state of being tormented. Once I removed him from the ledge on the lamp right under the light bulb where he was getting pretty hot. As I walked by one night I saw all three wise men piled on top of him. I believe it was said, "Come let us ADORE him" not smother him. Just a few minutes ago I removed the donkey from standing on him in his manger. Poor baby Jesus. I am a little concerned over my constant worry over the plastic figure, but as most of you know, I am well on my way to the loony bin!In this hectic holiday time, I have also managed to find some "me" time. Why just last night Dawn and I spent a wonderful evening together. In the Emergency Room. Guess you gotta take what you can get, huh? My visit was quick, and proof that I don't get out much, this was kind of a bummer. In keeping with the festive colors of the season, I decided to burst a blood vessel, and make a beautiful round blood blister in my eye. Going to get me some green eyeshadow and Christmas here we come! It has unexpectedly given me some free time, as I have already been asked by 2 children not to show my face in public until I stop looking like I have rabies. Such ingrates. This picture does not do it justice....so they may have a point.
And to make the season merry and bright the other day I got a call from our hair salon. I WON A PRIZE!!! And boy, what a prize. Party's at my house!!!
4 comments:
Oh, where to begin. I am sitting here trying not to pee myself laughing. Erin, you are one superhumanly strong woman.... all of this, and you were still the best er date I've had in years!
Green eyeshadow will make that red-eye POP, visually speaking as your glamour coach. I will quick- knit you a green and sparkly turban to really finish the look. Hang in there baby Jesus!!-- Your day is coming. ( And if Janey gets bendaroos, you'll have some very interesting manger work ahead!)
night-girl.
wait.... didn't you laugh at my PURPLE eye a few weeks ago?? Talking about eyeshadow just made me have a flash-back.
RED eyes are not laughable. Don't worry. And you ARE the cutest little baby vampire I've ever been out with.
just sayin'.
Black Label Jim Beam. That's the stuff!
Just when I think life is too hectic or funny (looney bin funny, not ha ha funny)... I log on to your blog and somehow I feel all better!
Of course, the real fun begins on Wednesday - when they're all home from school for 10 days!
Hang in there my friend... tis the season!
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