Well, I knew it was coming.
Yesterday was October 31 for pete's sake.
It's all going to be a blur for the next few months.
Food, turkey, mashed potatoes, candied yams.
Only 54 days until Christmas...oh mah gawd!
I'm not ready for it.
I'm going to hibernate, I'll be back March first.
I walked by the workers in Target putting out the Christmas lights and whispered, "this is nuts!" and I didn't think she heard me, but she replied, "yeah and it'll be 75% off on December 26th."
Have I done any Christmas shopping yet?
That's a big fat no.
Anyone who shops for Christmas in July can just take their brownie button and ...well...wear it.
I'm last-minute-lucy and dang proud.
Haven't made anyone go, "uh...thanks" with a disgusted look on their face yet.
Oh and now where do we go for our family Christmas photo?
Fireplace has been the locale for too many years now.
We need to get outside, jeans and red and green shirts (girls-red, boys green).
But, even before the best food holidays approach I have a sleepover to plan for 7 11-year-olds!
Talk about hard to please.
I've got to find alternate housing for My Boy and K that night.
Hubs and I may get banished to the garage.
Don't mind me these next few months...I'll be the one huddled in the corner.