Proving it is possible to be tense and lazy at the same time.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
The dishwasher is running. The coffee is set to brew in the morning. I'm in my new Christmas Eve pajamas. The stockings are stuffed. The presents are wrapped. The guest bed is awaiting new arrivals. The breakfast casserole is in the fridge. The banana bread is baked. The church service is over. The singing is done. The turkey is in a cooler in our "auxilliary refrigerator"--which is really the snow on the back porch. The cookies are all a week old and half-way mildewed, but Santa won't care. The carrots are slimy, but the reindeer will still eat them. The Christmas cards are hung up all over the kitchen. The lasagna is partially prepped. The garage is full of boxes and packaging. The kids are in bed. It is Christmas Eve. I love this exact moment right now. I love thinking about how excited the kids will be tomorrow. I love that John decided at the last minute they needed more gifts and ran out to Toys R Us today (after weeks of telling me not to go overboard.) I love that it is finally here. I wish you and yours the merriest of Christmases.
I am a full-time child wrangler and shit schlepper. I am married to the funniest man in America and have two kids who like to keep toads in a terrarium. I enjoy classical singing, napping and Ruffles sour cream and cheddar chips.