While the kids are out of the house today, I’m putting on my Santa hat. Actually, it’s more of a Satan hat to be honest. I’m pms-y and grumpy and not in a festive frame of mind. Bygones. I just cracked open a bag of Ruffles so things should improve once I ingest enough sodium.
I’m trying to take advantage of the kid-free environment by wrapping ALL of their Christmas gifts. The thing is, I’ve hidden them all over the house and need to retrace my steps to find them. This would be funny except the pms-thing tends to kind of squash my sense of humour. I should really suck it up. I mean, Christmas is coming for Christ’s sake. Literally. hahaha. Ok, that made me laugh. Ahhh, the sodium must be kicking in. I love Christmas. Everything about it. Minus the busy mall parking lots. I hate those.
This year is especially exciting since Avery “gets” Santa for the first time. I asked her this morning, “Who’s coming soon?” She answered, “My grandma?” Well, yes. She’ll be coming. “But who else? Is Santa coming?” “Yessssss!” she exclaimed. “He bring pwezents.” Ahhh. You got that right girlfriend. Budget be dammed. Santa is bringing you and your brother a pant load of presents. Which…I need to wrap right now.
Here’s what I’m listening to get me in the mood. This is NOT your ordinary holiday mix. No, only the “cool crowd” need tune in. 😉 Click here to listen
Happy wrapping everybody! May your cello tape be plentiful and the paper cuts minor.