Yes, it’s another list. I have things to do, OK?
If I have so many things to do, why am I making a list you ask? Because it makes me ferl better, that’s why. Also, I’m a girl, so I excel at making NO SENSE.
So, here we go. Da da daaaaaa…. The List of All Dani Has To Do and Still Maintain Christmas Magic in the Next 48 Hours:
- Bonnie needs an oil change. Like, seriously, we are overdue and going to be driving into the hinterlands.
- I need the gym. Sugar cookies are not, actually, their own food group. Who knew?
- Grocery stores are having INSANE sales. We like food (see #2). Thus, my coupons and I have deals to chase.
- Also, Adam and I have been on the Great Jean Hunt for my long-legged but slight of form Hubs. It has, so far, created three returns and two debates over Baggy Butts and Tight Waists and other sundry troubles. So I have jeans to return.
- Also, our Christmas card is in the works. We promise. But I need to pick up delightful bits of design-y business…
- …and address envelopes…
- …and buy ink…
- …and print our letter.
- Wrap presents. However, I have trouble with this. Wrapping presents does not actually take that long, but it is a beautiful ritual in my little sentimental heart. I gather all of my goodies, put on a Christmas movie, light up the tree and a candle or two, get some coffee and THEN I can commence wrapping. Don’t rush me.
- Make muffins. My husband loves my banana-eggnog muffins, and NEEDS them in order to make it through the last few days of work and the Long Drive North.
- Make my award-winning cookies. Oh, did you not hear? Gosh, I’m modest. I mean… anyways. Adam and I won the Christmas Cookie Contest at his office, (WOO!) and the judges all liked them so much that Adam’s compadres did not get even a nibble. So we’ve promised more, which I need to bake. Soon.
- But before I can bake, I need to wash dishes, which has become kindof a big deal, seeing the recent state of my kitchen. HOWEVER, Adam did move the microwave and clean the counters and prettify it nicely, so that’s awesome.
- And yet more proof that I have the best husband in the world. That’s not really a to-do… (haha sex joke!) but it’s true nonetheless.
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