Post Christmas: The Recovery

     Wow! I survived Christmas! Nobody ended up in the hospital, presents all were wrapped, and not lost and given to the right persons, everybody ate till their hearts were content. I'm so glad it's over! Now don't get me wrong, I love Christmas. Just hate all the crap that comes with it. You know what I'm talking about right...the running around frantic looking for the items on the list, the extra grocery shopping for the holiday meals, the extra cooking. The best one is trying to fit all the extra garbage in the garbage container so you don't get charged extra from the environmental waste collector. A side note here, who decided to give them this title? I'm sorry it's garbage, and they are garbage collectors. Ok, back to surviving Christmas.

     Princess got her computer, while we tried to find a laptop for her, it was not to be. She did end up with a computer that blows DH's, and my computers away. Totally want to give her my piece of crap and take the new puter. Thinking she might not like that, but I guess I should be happy for the fact I no longer have to share my puter with her.

     Superman got his race track, in fact he got two. I hesitated to get him these since it has pieces, and Superman and pieces just don't go together. If you look at any room in my house you will find a piece or two to various things. This would be Superman. He has this thing where he likes to play with a piece of say a track and turn it into a gun. Said gun will make it through the house while he shoots various bad guys, and when he's done shooting the bad guy he will drop the "gun" wherever he is and move on to something else. Usually finds a better "gun" and goes from there. Therefore my house is covered in pieces of "guns".

      Jokester was ecstatic that he got a table top pool table...finally a pool table. This kid has been bugging us for one since he was two. He calls it shoot ball, so for four years I have been hearing, "mom can we get a shoot ball table?" The answer has always been no because we don't have the room, and they are too expensive. This kid has done almost nothing but play "shoot ball" for three days can you say very happy?

     DH received big cups. Now don't go thinking something dirty here, cuz it isn't what it sounds like. You see we have some left over large coffee cups from the restaurant, and he wanted us to grab some more of them. We looked high and low in the house for these big cups, and they were no where to be found. So I took the boys out shopping on the hunt for big cups. Five stores later I finally found the perfect big cups, so we quick bought them and brought them home and wrapped them before DH got home from work. I unfortunately forgot a vital piece of the whole gift giving thing. I forgot to tell Superman that presents were supposed to be a surprise. The next day Superman walks up to DH and proudly proclaims, "guess what dad? We got you big cups!" Oh snap! Mental note either make sure you tell Superman to keep a secret, or don't bring him with. DH did have to wait a week to get his "big cups", but he sure enjoyed the looks on the boys faces when he opened the present.

     The family finally got a Wii for Christmas. I have been putting this off for some time. Why I don't know, but I did. Probably had to do with the price or something. So for three days the family has been playing the Wii. I have never played this before, and I should have known something would happen, and it did. You see I have this fierce competitive streak in me, and everything I do I have to do the best. This stupid streak has resulted in me totally messing up my arm. OMG it hurts so bad! I'm thinking I can use this to my advantage somehow though. Like, "honey can you do this or that for me? My arm hurts too much." Oh yeah I see a plan forming here.

     I hope your Christmas was as good as mine, and I hope you all survived it in one piece. Just remember you can sit back and relax for another year before we all have to subject ourselves to the craziness that makes up Christmas. In the mean time, grab yourself some chocolate and indulge yourself...you deserve it.

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Good Night laugh

     I am so exhausted. I seriously need someone to hold my head up. So I figured I would do another post here with me being so tired and all. Actually I'm finally getting around to making Santa's Christmas cookies, so I have some free time on my hands between cookie sheets. I only have one so there is quite the time gap going on. Hold on, now that I think of it, I do have another cooking sheet somewhere, but I'm sure not gonna go look right now. Oh the casualties of not unpacking when you've been in the house for almost 3 years. I bet there are lots of goodies just sitting in a box somewhere. I however will not be the one to unpack them. They aren't bothering anyone where they are. Then again, I did just find my lost camera in one of those boxes. Might be something to look into...nope just messing with myself.

     I was wasting time on You Tube, and came across this video. Thought you might like it. I know I did. I would do this of my own free will, no need to ask me on this one. Kind of like the year Princess got a present wrapped in 5o layers of wrapping paper, or the year her dad did the same thing only used packing tape instead of scotch tape. I love these pranks. Anyhow check it out.

     I would have so much fun with this. In fact the one present we weren't able to get was for Princess. I said to DH, " hey wouldn't it be funny if we just gave Princess her little cheap presents and pretended that was all she got. She could sit there watching her brothers un-wrap present after present. Then come Monday we can totally surprise her." Now DH has a wicked sense of humor, and I thought this one would go over well with him, but he told me I was cruel. Now that sounds like something I would normally say to him, but I did see a smirk on his face.

     I guess Princess gets out of wrapping the stocking stuffers, since she wont be home until midnight or so. I'm going to just throw them in the socks and hope for the best, because I sure aint gonna touch another sheet of wrapping paper (see the story on that) for a very long time.

Well the cookies are done, and I'm heading off to bed so I can have some beauty sleep for the crazy day ahead of us tomorrow. Good night, and God bless. Hope you have a Merry Christmas.

Marathon Shopping

     I finally did it! We actually got all the Christmas shopping done with the exception of one present. It was a crazy day yesterday that is for sure. Finally got the haul hidden for wrapping later, picked up the boys and drove DH to work. I'm so proud of us! Did you see the Heavens open and the Angles singing Hallelujah? It was a beautiful thing. Sigh.

     Good thing Princess is gone until later tonight because her closet is crammed to the busting point. Going to have to remember to tell her not to touch, or there might be a landslide. Someone could seriously get hurt if not properly ready to dart and catch as things start flying out the door. Must have full battle gear on for this because I sure don't want to make a trip to the hospital like last year with Superman.

     So after giving the boys a healthy meal of tacos, and letting them get all the rambunctious behavior out of them it was finally time for them to go to bed. Gave Superman his medicine, let him pick out a movie since it was his turn, tucked them in, and prayed they fell asleep fast so I would not be up all night wrapping presents. It worked! It really worked. They fell asleep in an hour, and then it was time to let the fun  begin.

 Please trust me they do have their own beds. 

Sometimes you just have to leave them where they fall.

     So I go to said closet to begin take out the presents. I called it right, landslide. Fortunately I wasn't hurt. It was close though, at one point I saw something go zooming past my head. I decided to take out the remaining presents in layers, thinking hopefully it would be safer. This also allowed me to separate them into kid piles to make sure there were equal piles. Yippee, I didn't loose count when shopping, they each had the same amount. Now I don't have to hear, " he has more than me." 

     I was going to put the batteries in all the toys, but I figured DH could do that tomorrow while I take pictures with my camera that I lost two years ago, and found two weeks ago. It has been patiently waiting 2 weeks for me to get a new SD card. Poor camera, I'm sure it felt neglected.  There's just a glimpse into my disorganization, it gets worse but we'll touch on that another day. 

     I started wrapping presents at 9:30, and didn't finish until 2 am. Well I take that back, I gave up at 2 am. and saved the stocking stuffers for Princess to wrap when she gets home tonight. It took me so long because when I was a child, my father decided to teach me how to properly wrap presents. I had to wrap, and wrap until I got it perfect. I still wrap perfect and that takes time. I really wish I could just slap some paper on the stupid things, but alas I have had perfection drilled into me. 

     So I got most of them wrapped, bag them by kid, and went to shove them all back in the closet to wait for Santa. They did not fit back in. I moved, I rearranged, I shoved, I pleaded, and I prayed for these stupid things to go back in the closet. It is the only spot in the house that is safe from the boys. They must go back in! I even try to bribe them, and assure them falsely that if they go in, I will not allow Superman to break them. I think they were on to me. DH calls from the living room, "what's the matter?" "Oh nothing, just can't get these things to fit back in the closet", I say through gritted teeth. "Do you need help?" Now here is where something goes wrong. Instead of saying yes, I say no. Why I do this, I have no idea, because while my mouth is saying no, my brain is screaming, "yes you idiot I need help, shouldn't you just come and help without me having to ask?" What the heck is that, and why is my brain calling him an idiot? I obviously have some things to work out here, but in the mean time if any of you have an idea about this please feel free to comment below. Lord knows I need all the help I can get.

     Well I'm off to bake cookie for Santa (ok, let's get real here, they are for me). Santa works so hard this time of year I, oops I mean Santa deserves to have some chocolatey goodness. 

You all take care, and have yourself a great Christmas. 

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