It's four days til Christmas and my tree's so absolutely dead it's crunchy. A crunchy Christmas tree's not a good thing, but it's the yearly fate of a tree bought the day after Thanksgiving. And so on this Sunday Christmas morn, just as in all of our previous years, my family will gather round the crunchy Christmas tree and exchange non crunchy gifts. It'll be great (said in a horrible Scottish accent). Family will scurry in town and back out as quick as a flash, seeing as how this is gonna be a super short Christmas weekend. Some of us aren't even out of school yet! Today's my last day of work until the new year and tomorrow will be Owen's last school day. One vast improvement from last year is no disease and pestilence has befallen any of my people this year, and in Jesus name it won't! Last year's still in the recent memory bank of my mind and I haven't forgotten how terribly awful it was to be achy and feverish at Christmas. But I'm also happy to report that with healthy people, as well as buying brand new icicle lights on sale last year, our home looks much less like a white trash Christmas.
I've almost finished with my shopping and gift wrapping, but the really HUGE news is I managed to make it until December 18th before Whitney found out I had her for Christmas this year. I consider it quite the feat seeing as how if she'd known, she would've wanted to meet weekly to discuss all that she would have desired from world peace (sorry but that ain't gonna happen) to a free for all at the nearest Tiffany's. So, I'm happy to report I got her some really cheap stuff without the headache of her knowing, and I didn't have to endure thousands of hours of updates and suggestions. Well done me.
The largest blow up Santa in the history of the world has come to live in our city again this year. We tried to get a nighttime picture of it the other evening but it was too dark. I'll have to attempt another before he goes back to his super large warehouse til next year. It's really ginourmous and has to be seen to be believed and I'm not lying when I say he's bigger than the house it stands beside.
Last week a group of us went to a local movie theater to see a live version of The New York City Ballet Company's, The Nutcracker. It was delightful, although a live version in New York City during the Christmas season would be grand. I'll be putting that on my wish list for the future.
And now I have to pause to interject a story about what just happened. As I was typing, which I'm terrible at by the way, I went back to proofread the sentence I wrote about The Nutcracker and saw that I'd instead typed butcracker! After 5 minutes of uncontrollable laughter, I'll now continue with my current events. We're in full movie mode here at my house and so far we've watched many a cheesy Hallmark movie. The sappier the better. Not sure we'll have time for puzzles this year since some of us will be making the road trip back to North Carolina for basketball. Lordy what was I thinking when I agreed to this? There will be much photo documented fun for sure, so stay tuned.
And with one last rainy day in GAP, I'll be calling it a year. I don't think it'd be appropriate for me to post pictures of any of my GAP kids, but there are multi adorable children for sure. Needless to say with the onset of bad weather we've been spending lots of "quality time" together watching movies and playing Bey Blade with some of the older boys. Bey Blade is a toy I'd have if Santa still came to my house. It's basically a new spin with an oldie but a goodie. Remember the old spinning tops we played with as wee babes? Well, this is a newer, smaller faster version of the same thing. It's fun fun fun and gets the boys in trouble now and then. The other day I was sitting in a kiddie chair in the hall overseeing Bey Blade when in one swift motion one of the boys started the spinner and it came right at me. I feigned disgust (but was highly amused) as they stared with mouths wide open and watched as it all happened. The spinner bounced off my shoe as they searched for holes in which to jump. Finally as the spinner came to rest amongst the three of us, my 52 year old self beat out two faster than me boys to grab it first! They were stunned and amazed and I was quite pleased. I may be old but they are slow.
If I have some time I may try to scan some old Christmas photos, but it's a whole big problem of our desktop computer being almost full and scanning creates many messages telling me the memory's almost full which causes me to lose my always calm and collected self and start yelling at the inanimate object. Makes me warm and Christmas fuzzy inside.
And so......I'm out for now.
Merry Christmas to all big and small.
1 comment:
what i want to know is what you were thinking of when you typed 'butcracker!'
or now just realizing how close the b and n are to each other on the keyboard, probably just a minor slip. but talk about quite a misspell.
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