Boxing Day

I'm trying to decide if illness is upon me.  My throat feels funny.

I think boxing might be a good way to get out any post-Christmas aggression that may be lingering around: uncooperative siblings, stress from the pre-holiday build up, running noses and sore throats that are attempting to overtake people.  Hey, do we have a punch bag around here?

The Christmas gifts were a success.  Especially the simplest ones-- sequined hats and camouflage belts.  The Christmas turkey was a success.  The actually day was a combination of ups, downs, and all arounds.  Christmas on Sunday with kids presents it's own challenges.  Hark the Herald Angels Sing at church was great.  What I really want is a nap.

Now for today:  Hmmm.

So they say

I've made my list.

I've checked it twice.

I've checked more than twice.

I am tracking my list on Amazon.  Most of my packages should arrive today.  One more in a day or two.


*On my naughty list: U.S. Congress, and politicians in general, people who sell Christmas albums to make a buck without really believing in Christmas, and occasionally, my kiddos.

*On my nice list: Lincoln (nice pens, really awesome), Alena (you saved me this week,  thanks), my mom, Ben, U.S. Post Office, K.K. for her blog, and at times, my kiddos.

*This is not a complete list.


My baby is sad.  I must rescue him.  My baby is on my nicest of nice lists.  And he's almost not a baby anymore.

It might snow tonight!  Snow!

Litany

I think I'm getting a cold.

I think I know what I'm getting people for Christmas, mostly.

I do not know when I am going to buy said presents.

Except for the ones I can get on Amazon.  Hooray for Amazon.

I am feeling whelmed these days.  Some days it tips into over.  You know.

It would be lovely if we could actually get some snow.  Maybe I will try and pray some snow here. If you don't like it when it shows up, blame me.

At a certain point today I sat at the table with four of my kids (baby was napping) sipping hot cocoa.  It was nice.  It lasted for about 2 second.  I guess I'll take what I can get, but I'd really like that cocoa to translate into kids who got along better and stuff.

I really need to go to bed.  It's better to get to bed early than to try and squeeze in a nap.

Sometime I think life would be easier if I were a funner person.  Then I wouldn't hate to buy large plastic toys for my children (which I know I don't have to do, and I usually don't, but you know, where's the fun in that? blah, blah).

This blog post is getting to be like one of those conversations you shouldn't have before you go to bed because it's not constructive.  So let that be a lesson to you: sometimes it really is better to go to bed instead of hashing things out.  You'll feel better in the morning.

Hey, snow?  Coming?

Oh my.

Goodness.  I am so behind on my Christmas shopping it is not even funny.  I shouldn't even say "shopping" I should say gifts.  I am behind.  I know, you say: It is only December 5th.  I have no idea  what to get my children, my husband, my parents, my in-laws, yikes.   Yikes!

I have my sisters' presents.  Yay for sisters.


p.s.  Caitlin: pioneer woman sticky buns?  what do you think?

what I like

I like that even though I have been married for 11.5 years and have 5 kids and a bustling crazy existence all on my own that my siblings call me to let me know that the family Christmas tree is being decorated just in case I want to come over.

I can't always sneak away.  But I always want to.

Merry Christmas you guys {L,S,L,B,K,N,N,C,C,C}.

the nightly round

I am going to hire someone to come over every night and put my kids to bed. They can deal with the whiney whiney about what CD so-and-so wants to listen to and so-and-so doesn't want to listen to before they go to sleep.  They can deal with the flash lights and the sisters who were "just joking" and the little boys who wander aimlessly out of bed.  They can tuck in a child, and tuck them in again, and again, and again, and again.  They can do this happily because they will be getting paid for it.  If they get tired of the brouhaha, they can quit.  And then I will find someone else to hire.

It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year

My Christmas Spirit is just lurking around the corner.  Not because I am bah-humbug or anything.  I just can't believe it is December already.  Seriously.  Where does the time go?  I have to get my Christmas playlists together.  Thinking of throwing an advent calendar together today.  We shall see.  Here's to some Christmas Cheer!