Thursday, December 18, 2008

T-Minus Seven and Counting

In case you didn’t realize it; Christmas is exactly one week away. One. Week.

I feel like I’m ready. The cookies are baked. The candy is made. The presents are under the tree and the turkey is in the fridge, slowly thawing out for its date with the oven.

So, why do I feel like I’m forgetting something?

Anywaaay…tonight the Man-Cub and I will frost the fifty mini-red velvet cupcakes that we baked for his classroom party while The Girl finishes wrapping our gifts to their teachers then, as of three fifteen tomorrow afternoon; the children will be freed from their daily grind for an entire two weeks.

I’m jealous.

On the other hand, I will be spared the daily drudgery of coming up with a new and creative sack lunch menu for the Cub so, there is a bright side. Plus, having the children home means having small minions to order about which means; daily chores will get a whole lot easier, for me.

Also, no running around, picking up and dropping off the children at their various after-school activities since such activities are suspended during vacation. Whoo-hoo. Bonus!

Wow! I am really starting to feel the Christmas spirit, now. Let's hope I have enough of it to pull off the store Christmas party, which is scheduled for next Tuesday night.

And, speaking of parties, Hugh's thirty-ninth birthday is on Monday. Yep thirty-nine; robbed the cradle with that one, I did.

I am planning a small gathering of friends and family for dinner that night and, holy shit....the man is going to need a birthday present.

I knew I was forgetttting something.


  1. Happy Birthday to Hugh!

  2. I have that feeling that I'm forgetting something almost every DAY lately. Having babies does odd things to your brain.
    By the way, I think we have that exact same white wainscoting in your picture in our bathroom.