11 posts tagged “holidays”

Massive blog posting/whining to commence soon (ha!) about the joys (not!) of traveling out of state for a week with a stressed out little boy and a teething toddler. 

Good stuff.  Really.

Happy 2008! 

Smooches to all.

Have a wonderful day with your friends and family.

Wow.  One month of NaBloPoMo obviously didn't instill ANY good habits at all for me, did it? 

I'm blaming the germ invasion that took over the house.  Human forces, armed with Vicks and Mucinex, are attempting to drive out the intruders prior to homeland festivities scheduled for 12/25 but the battle is expected to be challenging. 

Force leader (aka Mom) has pulled herself from double duty (aka real job) to focus efforts on the home front with little success.  Immersing herself in the battle only allowed the germs to increase their stronghold.  After a quiet weekend on the front, the human forces do seem to be making a resurgence and all hopes are that everyone can pull double duty (school/work) with ease while still making process on the germ-eradication front.

So yeah- we've all been sick.  A lot.  And I was tired of hearing myself whine on twitter and assumed (gosh, I hate that word!) that it would be best to avoid it here as well.  But, there are Christmas lights twinkling at the end of the tunnel and I think I feel a bit of Christmas spirit finally pushing its way though the mucus-filled cavities in my body.

Stay tuned for more battle updates...

I apologize for that!  We've been home sick again - N has been feverish and pretty miserable which actually works out since I've been sniffly and my throat is raw.  Yep- I'm whiney. 

Others things have been going on and I'll update on those topics soon.  For now though?  You get left with the letter to Santa dictated to me by Mr. G today....

Dear Santa,

Please bring me an orange Home Depot car for Christmas.  I would like it - I like orange.  Please bring N a purple grape car. 

We also want orange booger-taker-outers - toy ones.  One for me and one for N. 

Nora also wants a new baby.

Love,

G, N and Mom

Notes:  No, we do not watch Nascar but the kid is obsessed with orange.  Thus, a Home Depot car.  We do not know what a purple grape car is.  Booger-taker-outers are those suction bulb things (aha- nasal aspirators!) that suck boogers out of a baby's nose.  I do not know why my kids would want them as toys, nor where I could find them in orange if Santa was so inclined.

I've said it before, but welcome to my weird little world.

I'm not a fan of Sunday nights.  The end of the weekend time at home with family, the realization that tomorrow will slap you in the face with everything you didn't get done at work before the turkey break... not a good feeling at all.

Overall, it was a good break.  The time with the kids was good (mostly).  We got stuff done (well, some).  My house even was thoroughly cleaned (or maybe thouroughly isn't quite the right word...).  But it was a needed, enjoyed break before we head into the madhouse that is the holiday season. 

Let's see:

Next weekend:  The grand Christmas tree hunt
The next:  1 Christmas party (personal); 1 Christmas party (work)
And the next:  2 Christmas parties (personal); 1 Christmas party (work)
Then the next: 1 Christmas party (personal); 1 Christmas party (work)

*poof*

Then it's Christmas eve/Christmas day.

And we still have a traditional jaunt or two to schedule in...  I hate the hecticness of it all, but haven't yet figured out how to make it less so.  That's a pipe dream, I suppose.

Yes, I do.  Another reason I don't dig Thanksgving food: there's always too much of it leftover so I have to eat it.

Not for lunch today.  Nope.  Triscuits & cheese - lunch of champions. 

We're off to the local amusement park when the bug wakes up for some rides and holiday fun.  We usually go in mid-December but our calendar is already filling too quickly to count on having a free afternoon.  Nothing like whipping through the icy cold air on an amusement park ride.  Oh well - it puts color in your cheeks.

Both sets, most likely.

Is everyone stuffed full of turkey?  I'm not- never a big fan so I eat a slice just to be traditional.  The rest of the family seemed happy with it, so all is good.

Poor Thanksgiving though- it's like we rush straight by it on cruise control heading straight for Christmas.  We're guilty of this here.  In the later afternoon, we brought the Christmas boxes down.  It was technically for the huge pile of kids' Christmas books but my house is now an explosion of snowmen and obnoxious electronic singing decorations (I hate such things so EVERYONE buys them for me.)

So yeah - guilty.

I have to admit to enjoying the girl discovering everything for the first time (at least that she's aware enough to interact.)  She's already become a pro at pushing buttons and dancing.  She now knows Santa and is in love with her various stuffed animals with Santa hats.  And here I was hoping to ditch them before they were rediscovered.

Oh well- maybe next year.

What is it- day 19 or so?  I'm tired, busy and I've got nothing.

Hmmm....

I Christmas shopped today.  The boy is tough.  I ask him what he wants - he suggest maybe orange ice cream for his kitchen and some straws.  Seriously.

It would be a cheapo Christmas if I hadn't already bought a few things...

Does anyone else have a spouse or kids who are completely nutty for Christmas?  Christmas songs have been blasting in my house for several weeks now.  Up until recently, they at least tried to listen while I was away or when they were in the car together but the past few days, they decided it just didn't matter anymore and I now hear Christmas tunes constantly.

I'm a big believer that the Christmas season (songs, decorations, etc.) should start AFTER Thankgiving is over, but the rest of my household apparently disagrees.  We're going on a trip today and they're already plotting about how they'll take the PSP that's loaded with 300+ Christmas songs along.  Ack! 

The worst of it all?  My son keeps breaking into that Britney Spears Christmas song.  No, not Jungle Bells or Rudolph.  Any classic, I suppose I could tolerate.  Nope, not my kid.  Instead I keep hearing... 

"Santa that's my only wish this year...."

Something is wrong with my family.

I have not a lot to say today- here, twitter, in real life.  It's Friday.  The girl was well enough to go to school.  I'm exhausted.  That's it - my life in a nutshell.

I'm eating chocolate-filled Nips and contemplating leaving like right now.  Friday afternoons drag on far too slowly and while I usually reserve them for busy work (filing, form completion, etc.), I'm just not feeling it today.  So here I sit.

I'm stunned that Thanksgiving is already next week.  Our families are all traveling.  DH has to work (his project is picking up more and more speed daily) so we made no travel plans.  And now we are alone.  Lonesome.  I don't think we've ever had a Thanksgiving alone.  It will be odd.

Oh.  Does this mean I need to buy a turkey?  I never cooked a turkey on my own.  To be honest, I don't like turkey.  Well, crap.  I'll just make sure I get one with a pop-up timer.  I can't ruin it then, can I? 

I don't like pumpkin pie either.  Maybe I should just find us a nice restaurant open that day.  But a restaurant with a hyperactive 4 year old and a nearly 2 year old who doesn't stop moving...  well, I'm thinking that the only thanks being given in that restaurant would be by the other patrons when we left.

I will have to ponder this a bit more.

And my teeth are now stuck together from the Nips candy.

This has got to be one of the most useless NaBloPoMo posts EVER.