My worst christmas present ever

It started on Friday. I was a little phlegmy and my throat felt funny. Then by Saturday morning it was full blown. My tonsils were the size of golf balls and they felt like they'd been wrapped in barbed wire. I suffered until Wednesday morning when the doctor came back to work and called in some meds for me. I love my doctor. Just so you know. I pretty much spent christmas not eating and being miserable. I did however lose ten pounds by not eating for four days. Nifty, but I don't recommend that you try it.

All in all though christmas wasn't all that bad. I got some gift cards and had as enjoyable a time as I could. Now that I've been taking my meds for almost two full days I'm actually starting to feel human again. Just in time for my parents to visit for New Year's. Hopefully I'll be fully recovered by new year's eve so I can actually enjoy myself and party a little. Last year I slept through most of it. I was still working nights back then.

The kids had a blast and enjoyed all their gifts. Now we have to figure out where to put them all. I think we need to buy a five bedroom house just for all the storage space.

It's nap time now.

Oh the shame!

Imagine my horror when wrapping presents yesterday I discovered that my son has 5 more presents than my daughter. That means I get to go shopping again! Just four days from the big day and I'm going shopping. At the mall. Pray for me. If you don't hear from me again I was most likely run over by an old lady driving a land yacht. When I asked Katie if there was anything else she wanted for christmas she replied that she wants all the presents. Nothing in particular, just everything. That's all. Mikel's most wanted? An AK-47 airsoft gun. Now if you're not familiar with airsoft guns, they're like bb guns except they shoot plastic pellets instead of metal ones. Instead of a Red Rider bb gun with a compass in the stock, kids these days prefer automatic weaponry. None of that pesky having to squeeze the trigger over and over again. Yes, he is getting the gun for christmas. But before your feathers begin to ruffle, I was completely against it. I said so more than once. His father cares not. For christmas I want a divorce.

I'm kidding. Probably just an extremely long vacation. Dh is going to Vegas for the CES show for a week in a half in January. So christmas comes a little late for me. I'm a big girl. I can live with that.

Mikel's christmas program was this morning. He actually stood up there and sang! He didn't do any of the hand motions though. That's just not cool. I swear he's a 15 year old in a 6 year old's body. It was very cute. The teacher sent home the letter yesterday that they needed cookies and juice for snack afterwards. Shouldn't she have sent that home on Monday instead of Wednesday? Give people some time to prepare woman! Oh, and you'll love this. The school district doesn't allow any goodies that are made at home. Only store bought items and they must be sealed when they're handed over. I understand that it's for the children's safety not to mention health for children that have allergies. But what ever happened to home baked cookies and cupcakes? That seems wrong somehow.

What if I don't want to get my fash on?

Don't get me wrong, I love Old Navy, but those commercials are starting to get on my nerves.

I'm proud to say that I have finished all of my shopping and have started wrapping the mount o' gifts. We managed to keep the spending under a thousand this year that is a major feat my friends. You have no idea. My husband thinks christmas should be like disneyland. If the living room floor isn't covered with gifts then we must have done something wrong. Last year he bought so much candy that we couldn't fit it all in the kid's stockings and wound up putting it all in a HUGE mixing bowl. Insanity! And he thinks I'm the crazy one. As the kids get older their taste in presents grows more expensive, not to mention sophisticated. An mp3 player and stylish and oh so fashionable clothing to name just a couple of items on their lists. Yes, that was my 5 year old daughter asking for clothes. Oy. I'm in some serious trouble.

My parents will be coming to visit for New Year's as is becoming a tradition. My brother and his boys may also be visiting as my brother recently lost his job. Not a good thing, but I'm still happy that I may have to the chance to see him and his family.

Yikes! La Katie is going to be late for school. Am I the best mom in the world or what? Blogging when I should be getting the girl to school