Well, I think the family and I have written, starred in, and produced our own version of "Surviving Christmas" this year and all have survived intact. Not that anything usually goes wrong around the holidays but with my barely functioning brain cells on overload and high-alert during these weeks they just never know when I may either lock myself in the bedroom crying or run screaming from the house, never to return.
Neither event took place this year although it was quite touch-and-go during the "do-I-or-don't-I-buy-a-fake-tree-before-or-after-Christmas-and-I-am-obsessing-wayyyyy-to-much-over-this" weekend. Which was ultimately solved by buying a beautful fake tree that we will enjoy for years to come without mopping up spilled water, then forgetting to water the tree resulting in vacuuming a bizillion needles for the next six months. Whew, it was a close one, though.
Christmas has come and gone and in retrospect it was a wonderful day. We spent the day at home while various family and friends visited and we ate, played, and enjoyed a great day together.
Now all that's left of the celebrations is New Years. It's only a few days away but I can already hear 2010 banging on my front door yelling "I'm here bitch, and I've got some 'Alli' and a work-out dvd! Get your fat ass off the couch!" Is it too late to turn off the lights and hide behind the door?
Harley ate her present.
Kathleen loves her laptop.
Shelby asked for, and received a camera.