Who has it? ME, ME, ME!
Who doesn’t? Oh, but there are a few of these assholes out there… We won’t talk about them just yet… (I’ll get to them, though, don’t worry. And I have a great saying for them to take to heart… If you’re going to be turd, go lay in the yard.)
While I do have plenty of Christmas cheer, and am quite in the spirit of the holiday, I still just started my Christmas shopping. Yesterday. The Mister and I have never been shop-ahead people… It’s just how we roll in the House of Shannie. We’re late shoppers.
So, on that note… I totally start shopping about this time every year. BUT, the difference this year, that may make me begin to panic very soon, is that I don’t have a clue what I’m getting anyone. It’s easy to shop late when you have a list and a plan. It’s not easy to shop late when you don’t have a damn clue what you are getting anyone.
Avery is easy… Anytime anyone asks her what Santa is bringing her, she says, “A mermaid dolly with a tail, a cupcake baker, a cookie baker, and a spaceship.” Well, most of that’s easy… I don’t know if we can afford, or would be allowed to have, a spaceship. And, of course, being three and a half, she wants most everything she sees… I think she’ll be good with whatever she winds up getting. So, I’m not worried about her. Maybe we can dazzle her with enough princess toys to make her forget that she wanted a spaceship….
Baby Henry is a little harder… We have no clue what to get him. The Mister just says “a shit load of boy toys.” I guess he’s tired of coming home to see Henry very proudly dressed up in a tiara, a feather boa and a tu-tu. So, I guess it’s tonka trucks and more tonka trucks for the little guy. Maybe throw a ride-on tractor in there….
The Mister wants stuff that I don’t have a clue about… And expensive stuff. Stuff that if I decided to get, I’d inevitably buy the wrong kind of… Do you know how many mother humping GPS systems there are out there?!?!?! I mean, you can’t just say “a new GPS,” for crying out loud. Especially for a researcher that wants it to do very specific things… You should see his list. Seriously! I have no clue what to get him, even though he actually did make me a list.
The rest of our family does have a few things hidden in the trunk of my car, but not much. Not much at all.
I also have to do goodie bags for the kids at school and gifts for the teachers… We are baking cookies today, too… And getting flu shots. FUN times.
I do plan on shortening my not yet made Christmas list a bit today, but I will have two kids in tow that just had a shot… It may not go well. So, at the very least, I plan on finishing my decorating and then putting up some pics for you guys to spread the Cheer.
P.S. It’s going to be a cooler day today… High of only 71! Maybe we will get to wear our cute Christmas sweaters at some point….
P.S.S Sorry for the boring, rambling post… I’ll be back with some funny and some pictures later.
P.S.S.S I want to make sure that I don’t get the credit for the aforementioned turd saying… (Turd is another one of those words I don’t say.) That’s all Mamalicious’, a fellow blogger… That saying just fit so well in this post, so I had to borrow it.
P.S.S.S.S. And, seriously, if you’re going to be a turd, go lay in the yard. You know who you are….