Hello dear friends, welcome to coffee.
The holidays are upon us and time is accelerating as it does when you’re extra busy. Since we’ll be in Houston for Christmas I wasn’t in the mood to set up a whole, big song and dance for Christmas (also, I didn’t want to have to be taking down Christmas ornaments in February when we get back, and it’s not like the husband’s going to do it when he’s home alone) so we got a teeny, tiny tree this year and let the kids decorate it themselves.
If we were really having coffee I’d also tell you that I must be pms-y already (it’s like a month long thing now) cause this morning I was walking through the toy aisles at the grocery store and I saw an older lady looking up at the toys and then squinting down at a piece of paper with a confused expression on her face and as I got closer I realized she was looking at a kids Christmas list. A really long Christmas list, might I add, with pictures and stickers and such and I got all teary-eyed. God knows why. And as I passed by her I whispered something along the lines of “Happy shopping, Santa Claus” and she laughed and mentioned grandkids. It’s hard here to connect with people, even during the holidays. Everyone minds their own business and no one ever interacts with strangers. I miss that about Texas, the random “Happy Holidays” and “howdy do’s” (not that I actually went around saying howdy do). So this small, insignificant connection with a stranger made me happy, and teary, cause I’m a hormonal mess lately.
|seriously tiny tree|
I would also tell you that I got the husband’s party all organized finally, kind of, sort of, mostly anyways. I have a venue, guests and his present, so I’ve got the basics down. This week I’ll figure out the rest. My Christmas shopping, however, is not all that advanced. In fact, it hasn’t even gotten started. Thank goodness “Santa” in the US got all the kids presents already so I don’t have to worry about them. Although, it’s strange, along with the crazy hormones I’m also strangely calm about everything. I’m walking around with a very relaxed “it’ll all get done” attitude. I’m just sort of wondering how, and by whom….
One would almost think I was pregnant, though I’m not, though I kind of wish I were… but that’s fodder for another post.
|very proud of their handiwork|
Ok, I’m off to get some Christmas shopping done, or I may just sit outside and enjoy the sun on my face cause it’s a beautiful day out. After all, the Christmas shopping will get done somehow.
|we finally wrote our letters to Santa|
Now mosey on over and say hi to our hostess Amy!
p.s. though it’ may sound like I’ve been smoking weed, I actually haven’t, I’m just really mellow lately. Maybe I should switch my decaf for some real coffee…<