Friday, December 07, 2018

I'm Not Competitive, I'm Not Competitive I'm Not...

Yeah, ok, I'm a little bit competitive. Case in point: this year's entry into the company Christmas door decorating contest. I had every intention of including my office mates in the planning and execution of the door, but, when the newest one went AWOL (ok, she had permission) and the other one indicated no real interest in participating, I had no choice but to forge ahead. And, I'm glad I did; I really think I have a chance at reclaiming my title as the best holiday door decorator in the building.

Although, there is just the tiniest chance that my door may prove too controversial for the judges.




Guess we'll see next Friday, when the corporate suits come down to judge the doors.

And, yes, I totally riffed off a picture from Pinterest.


But, for the record, I like my version better.


Thursday, December 06, 2018

Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow

I got my hair cut earlier this evening, and, I'm not entirely certain that I like it. I don't hate it. I just think it may take some getting used to, particularly when I pull it back into a ponytail that no longer swishes across my shoulderblades; I'd grown accustomed to the swishing while I run on the treadmill.

So, no more swishing. But, on the bright side, my hair is healthier than it was before. That's worth losing the swish, right?

Please tell me I'm right.





2018 Holiday Gift Guide

It seems like everyone is doing gift guides on their blogs these days, so, I thought I better jump on the bandwagon, too. We all know what a band wagon kind of girl I am.

So, without further adieu, I bring you the official 2018 Ms. Congeniality Gift Guide, featuring the hottest, most sought-after gifts of the season!

1. Kindness. Who doesn't love to receive a kind word or gesture? No one, that's who! This gift is appropriate for everyone on your list, including those really hard to please folks.

2. Your time. This one is especially appreciated by children, spouses, and other loved ones!

3. Patience. This is one of those little items that I put on my list each year, when I am asked what I want for Christmas.

4. Happy memories. This is a favorite! It's the gift that keeps on giving, all year long, and, well into the next.

The best news about the items on this list is that they are never short on supply and they are dirt cheap, plus; you'll never have to stand in a long line to purchase them or have to worry about them being out of stock!

Happy gifting!



Monday, December 03, 2018

Three Days In and I'm Already Over It

It snowed again last night, luckily for me; Hugh was home and able to shovel this morning. Not so luckily for me; it is snowing again right now, and, Hugh's back on the road.

Any guesses as to who will be shoveling tomorrow?

In the immortal words of Charlie Brown, AAAAARGGGG!

On a happier note, the wintry weather has provided the perfect backdrop for photo shoots, including the one that Queen B and Katie spontaneously conducted earlier today...




...they are so cute, it kills me.

I'm thrilled to see them enjoying the snow and the cute cold-weather accessories that go along with it. Also, I'm calling it right now: they both inherited my photo talent. And, no, it makes no difference that Katie doesn't share DNA with me; she's still got it.

Also, I am convinced that there will never be a photo shoot wherein my daughter doesn't act like a complete goon.




She gets that from her father.


Saturday, December 01, 2018

Waking to a Winter Wonderland

It's December! The countdown to Christmas has officially begun! And, what better way to kick off the 25 Days of Christmas than waking up to the season's first snowfall? None! None, I say! And, this is coming from the woman with a historical hatred of the white stuff; what's happening to me?

I guess it was the way the early morning sunlight glinted off the crystalline frosting on the trees around our house...





...and, while I did have to shovel the entire driveway (Hugh has started his officiating season and I am now a wrestling widow); I had the company of a dog who clearly thinks snow is the absolute bomb-diggity. I also knew that my firstborn child was sleeping peacefully in her childhood bedroom, and, that there was a full pot of coffee awaiting me in the house, so, there are far worse chores I could be doing in far less gorgeous surroundings.

I think December and I are going to get along just fine.

(Please remind me of that statement when I am complaining about shoveling the driveway for the eight millionth time)