God. I think we survived Christmas.  It was an awesome one.  Low key and small at our house.  Spent the majority of the day at my sisters with even more family (hers/ours).  The kiddos all got along REALLY well.  We ate YUMMY food the entire day.  Drank Mimosas, Champagne and beer.  Had a blast playing Garage Band.  So much so that I want that game too now.  LOL!  Which is a lot coming from me (hehe).

I surprised the hell out of PC with the gifts I gave him.  He had NO clue what I getting him and I was tickled pink how caught off guard he was.  ~GRINS~

I got a fucking AWESOME Coach bag.  It’s so totally ME. *giggle*

The day wore me the fuck OUT though.  Good lord.  Got home close to 8, put kiddos to bed and passed out cold until this morning.  Craziness.  The last few days of staying up late to finish up Christmas prep and the hustle and bustle of the holidays had caught up with me I guess.

The kiddos went this morning to spend the next four days with their dad and grandparents.  Their dad didn’t come in for Thanksgiving this year (he lives out of state, I’m not really sure why he didn’t come…) so it’s been quite awhile since they saw him last.  They were *dying* to see him.  I’m glad they are going to spend some time with him.  It’ll be fun for them.

I have come to realize even more why PC is perfect for me.  On Christmas eve (day) as we were driving by our humane society he suggested we go in and see about making an animal’s Christmas wish come true.  Which took me off guard.  We have big hearts and lots of land and many, many animals.  But we love them all immensely.  They are my furbabies.  Not a one of them is treated as a ‘pet’, but instead as one of my children.  So we went inside and spent several hours looking at all the dogs and kitties and even the hamsters and bunnies.  But after spending time with a few of them we decided on a BIG gray and white 4yro cat named Riley.  He is full of spunk and will have no problem coming into a home with 6 dogs.  We are convinced that he will absolutely be able to hold his own. 

We weren’t able to bring him home on Weds, so we went back to pick him up today and make the final adoption arrangements.  While there PC surprised me again, by asking if we should adopt another one.  An almost 10 yro Main Coon we had looked at before choosing Riley on Christmas Eve. So.  We have blessed our home and filled our hearts with 2 new cats, Riley an Moe.  *shaking head*  :)

Oh.  And I completely forgot in the Christmas madness to mention that I ended up getting almost 6″ chopped off. I began with 2″ and went with 2 more a week later, equaling 4″ total!  Anyways.  I did it.  :)

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Has anyone heard that Christmas commercial on the radio “Twelve Days of Chistamas” sung by Mother Nature  (click the link to listen to it if you haven’t) about periods?!  It’s horrible.  STOP SINGING ABOUT PERIODS and making it be about Christmas.  It’s gross and creeps me out.  Seriously!

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Hope everyone had a fabulous Christmas and is working on recovering in time for New Years. ;)


Bend Me Over

~xo

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