Whine: Did you think just because it is Thanksgiving Eve I wouldn't whine? Wrong! But it is a pretty minor whine today. I can't get "Sex Bomb" out of my head. It's like I have a little Tom Jones wriggling around in my brain. I blame David Hasselhoff's DWTS return last night. Here, you're welcome to share in my misery if you like:
Wish: For my Christmas decorations to magically organize themselves. I wish this every year. That I could be someone who bounces into her basement and grabs from a neat stack of bins, the ones labeled (in beautiful calligraphy?) "Christmas decorations- upstairs", "Christmas decorations- outside", "Christmas tree ornaments"... you get the picture. Instead I dig through torn boxes from the 80s to find 2 ornaments amidst Easter baskets and old CDs, stockings stuffed in plastic Meijer bags and crammed in the tree stand, etc. It's pretty ugly down there. Eh, maybe next year.
Woo-hoo! My Christmas decorations are up!! Don't you judge me, Christmas decorations-shouldn't-be-up-until-after-Thanksgiving disciples. I am pumped! And here's a nice segue into my Thankful thought for the day. I'm so thankful for nativity scenes. I just love them. I may or may not have cried when I unpacked mine today. Speaking of which, I may be doing something wrong with Mols. She seems to be wanting to pray to Santa these days when I tuck her in. I think we finally reached the agreement she could pray for Santa, but not to Santa. Eek. We'll have to work a bit more on that reason for the season thing.
A holiday gift idea? How about a new cooler for your husband? How about a new cooler for your husband stocked with his favorite beers? Something tells me your 2011 will be especially fabulous after that rockin' gift!