Here it is. 3 days before the 25th and what have I bought? Nothing. That's right. Not a damn thing. Why you ask? Because try as I might, I can never seem to get it done.
No baking yet either. None. Not the first damn cookie. Why? Procrastination is what I like to call it. Others may call it lack of funds. I like going with the procrastination thing though. Makes me sound less poor.
Cuz, ya know. Life and shit.
HOWEVER! Tomorrow, All will be well. I plan on spending the next 2 days shopping, baking and wrapping my little ol heart out. Am I insane? Quite possibly. Will I regret this decision? Most defiantly. I have called in reinforcements though. I have countless leeches to do my bidding and a sister that has offered help. That's not to say I won't be draped over a kitchen counter with an empty bottle of wine or two rolling around on the floor while I nap with my face full of flour and cinnamon.
Me and Loser rarely get each other gifts for Christmas. Not because we don't want to but hey, We have 3 kind hearted, well mannered and deserving little wretches that we can shower with gifts showing our affection and watching their little eyes brighten for a fraction of a second before they throw the present that we so lovingly picked out, purchased and wrapped for them to the side. Probably forgotten until August.
In a nut shell, All of our money goes to them. All part of being a parent amirite?
Christmas Dinner should be fun. We usually sit down and decide what we are having for that year. This year it's Italian. Yes, I get to stay awake all of Christmas Eve wrapping presents. Our youngest barging through my bedroom door at around 6am. Make breakfast. Chill for a while. MAYBE get a nap. Then I get to saute garlic and tomatoes and cream and all that crap. Because, That's what I live for yo.
So, What am I expecting this year? Not a damn thing. Except a headache and copious amounts of alcohol cuz, It's not Christmas until someone is drunk and dancing on the coffee table.
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