As some of you may already know, we didn’t get the Barbie Car under the tree this year. It wasn’t even in a stocking. After looking at five stores and not being able to find the simple, inexpensive $14.88 pink, plastic convertible I threw my hands up in the air, took a deep breath and… Continue reading Christmassed Out
There is something about the holidays that makes us all go a little tinselly. Anyone who knows me at all knows I need not be any more tinselly than I am, so I’ll just let you ponder how crazy I am these days. I baked 14 dozen cookies on the weekend, you guys. This year more… Continue reading Namaste and O Holy Night
Since mid-summer, F has only had one request for Santa: A Barbie Car. And since mid-summer, I’ve battled with the “should I?/shouldn’t I?” question fairly regularly until I finally kicked myself in the ass and realized I was being a complete moron. It’s just a toy. So, after work I trotted to Walmart. I took a… Continue reading The Barbie Car Under The Tree
Santa Claus is coming to town was always the last song we sang at my elementary school Christmas concerts. Girls dressed in their best dresses and little boys in shirts and ties, we excitedly sang our hearts out waiting to see my cousin Merrill come around the corner dressed as Old Saint Nick. Ringing his… Continue reading Santa Claus is coming…
We all have them: the days where it feels like our world is spinning so fast that we just can’t quite keep up. In the midst of my move, I’ve had a lot of them and instead of taking the time I really needed to relax, breathe and deal with the emotions and overwhelmingness of the… Continue reading M.E.L.T.D.O.W.N.
