Whatever I end up writing here tonight, I'm sure it can be summed up in this sentence: WHY IS IT STILL NOT FRIDAY? and you're excused from reading the rest. Merry Christmas!
I think I did Christmas better last year. By which I mean, I put a LOT more effort into observing Advent and doing Christmassy activities with the kids and seeing the Christmassy sights. This year, not so much. I didn't even attempt a daily-activity-Advent-calendar like last year's. Absolutely NO interest in seeing the lit up neighborhoods or shopping downtown or ice skating at Seattle Center.
However. This year I don't hate December. So. Progress, yes? Honestly, just the fact that I'm not sitting here writing weepy blog posts about my "diastrous" Christmas party means there's been major improvement.
I don't hate December but I'm done with this week. I'm ready to get the party started, you know? I AM DONE WITH EVERYTHING. But still! Another day of school and fixing sandwiches and wondering what we're going to have for dinner OH HOW PROVINCIAL! Let's do this Christmas thing and then let me get on the airplane and do MY thing for a week.
I caught a few minutes of Katie Couric today (shut up) and she said something about how she always wonders about women who don't have "their own thing" like a career and I thought: I KNOW, KATIE! WHAT IS MY THING! I NEED A THING!
Well, eventually. I'm gonna go try out this Volunteer Intercessor thing for a spell and see how that goes. I'm sure that has a great future and pays super well.
I don't think I'll be updating here for a while. I don't have a lot to say (obvs) and I'm not sure if I'll have much time to put thoughts together when I'm in St. Louis. Pancakes is bringing her iPad and keyboard so if the spirit moves me I won't be too far from the tools of insta-publishing. But otherwise, Twitter will be my blog. I'm not sure if you guys are interested in what I'll be doing? I mean, from a curiosity point of view, not because you can't stand going a day without reading these amazing insights into my daily life. HAAAA.
Okay, I should probably go be a parent. Merry Christmas, Internet. You may actually get a card from me before Christmas, but don't count on it. Oooh, that was Scroogey. Okay. I'm going to go cheer up with some left over party libations. MERRY CHRISTMAS! HAPPY NEW YEAR! XOXOXO