My 11 year-old son doesn't believe in Santa anymore. He figured it out about a year ago two years ago... more, probably. I don't really want to know... *maternal weeping* The same with the Tooth Fairy... Now when he looses a tooth he hands it over and says, "You owe...
Like, DUH... A SPARKLY RED SANTA HAT. MERRRRRRRY CHRISTMAS! ------ Added per the request of BrassyMom...because BrassyMom gets what BrassyMom wants *wink* Herefollows the rundown on how this photo got to here: Photo taken on my iPhone 4 Run through the MoreBeaute app...
Oh. My. Goodness. I had the tele on today. Not the greatest options were available... The soap operas *yawn*... The talks shows *yammer*... So I opted for "retro" and let the channel rest on Emergency!... I haven't see that show in as many years as I have on 4 hands....
I went Christmas shopping recently. On account of the fact that Christmas is EMINENT. *insert code blue here* *and also wild, desperate eyes* *No... WILDER* *WIL. DER.* I went into a shop that my accessory-adoring heart has developed deep feelings for. In that shop I...
My friend Katie and I ran in the Seattle Jingle Bell Run last Sunday. So. It rains here. It's a normal thing. But our rain is not usually umbrella worthy. But the rain combined with wind last weekend made me think we should buy a few snorkels. This was what awaited us...
I made a video of me singing Santa Baby last year. Santa Baby is one of my favorite Christmas songs. But the song wasn't perfect. So I made it perfect. For me. Not that my singing is perfect, just the lyrics are more along the lines of things I am interested in. And...
Let's talk capelets. You read that right - CAPELETS. Now. I don't own one, but I think the trend is suggesting a growing capelet population, and I think they are rather charming, in an armless-ish sort of way... Which brings me to a question... what exactly IS a...
But... Lucy brought home the Christmas present she made at school. She was SO eager for me to open it. It KILLED her to keep the secret... She needed a release. Mama. Mama. Mama... It is very delicate and it is something you hang on the tree. How vague, Lucy. I wonder...
About money. My kids are 5, 8 and 11. My older two are at an age where money is becoming a daily part of our family conversations. Even with the 5 year old. Though she wants little plastic ponies... the other 2 want phones and such. But it's not about HOW MUCH things...
For my anniversary, my husband and I went to see Cake. I see that. You just turned green with envy. I also saw The Black Keys. And Patrick (the drummer, yes, we are that close) even played his drums with a maraca. I am overcome. Awesome. *swoon* But Cake didn't play...
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