Happy End of Holidays

Tonight The Bear and I went out to do some last minute shopping for some friends. MISTAKE! Big mistake. It was raining and crowded and absolutely ridiculous. Baby Bear was awful, which is pretty typical this month. Probably because her nap schedule, that I worked so hard to enforce the first 15 months of her life, has been totally up in the air while we run errands and I give into her fits of clingy not wanting to nap-ness. So, let me say, I cannot wait for Christmas to be over. I'm tired of her opening all 3 of the presents that I put under the tree (because they are too big to hide elsewhere), I'm tired of Christmas music (except for Glee), I'm tired of crowds and selfish bratty humans, basically I've lost the Christmas spirit. Bah hum bug!!! But, I'm super excited for Mads to open presents because she'll be so so excited and that makes me excited. Bratty brat brat!

Just like I got the itch to decorate for Christmas right after Halloween I've started to get the itch actually start decorating for Valentines Day. I've been wanting to make some felt flowers to put on my yarn wreaths and I figured it out FINALLY.

So I made a wreath and I won't lie, it's awesome. I'm saving the whole picture until after I take down my Christmas stuff (TOMORROW! not really, but I wish) and find a spot for it. I can make you one too, if you're nice to me! It's my best wreath yet, I have to admit. Even The Bear lied really well about liking it.

My last glass of wine is almost empty and that means it's time for teeth brushing and bed. Here's to hoping for a bed to myself all night. Myself and Mr. Bear that is. And, not that I don't love a good snuggle but Mads is a really serious bed hog. Just sayin.

Terrible Awful No Good.....

Today at lunch I announced that I wanted to crawl in bed and never get up. "I don't want to deal with life" I proclaimed, but APPARENTLY wishing life to an abrupt halt doesn't mean it actually works like that. A not so Angry Bear tried to lift my spirits by offering to help. I, not so kindly, declined informing him that I did not wish to fix any of the problems I was overwhelmed with. That required acknowledging them don't you know. I simply wanted to have a few spoonfuls of peanut butter, maybe do something illegal and stay under a warm blanket, curled in the fetal position, for the rest of....well....forever. No amount of discussion was going to change my mind. By the end of lunch I reluctantly agreed to his assistance on a few items. Unfortunately those items couldn't be helping me into my eternal bed or enabling me to quit my jobs to be a bum on the side of the road.

December, in general, has been a terrible awful no good month and I don't like it very much at all. Normally I would drown my sorrows in a bottle of Tequila or cheap wine but December has taken that from me too. "December I hate you! You brought snow and destruction into my life and you do not have my forgiveness! All I want is some sunshine to dry my tears but I cannot even have that. December, you bastard."

Next week is Christmas and I think that I shall refuse to acknowledge it. Please, not so much as a whisper about this holiday in my direction if you like me at all. If the pleading isn't working I can only hope the threats will. What threats you ask? Lets keep it that way.....