Fully Alive…Ready to Smile

posted by erin on Dec 4

Anyone want to take a wild guess what I did all afternoon?  No, didn’t fold the laundry that’s been sitting there since Sunday Monday.  Nope, completely ignored the girls’ rooms in the wake of Hurricane Ellaidan.  Wash the floors…right, I wish (actually when they are dirty with a slight film there is less risk of slipping and breaking a limb ).  I sang ABBA songs  Happy sigh.

Two days ago the ABBA SingStar disc was released and in my rather ridiculously impulsive manner, I sped to the big city (half an hour from home) in search of it yesterday, only to come home empty handed.  After about the 7th store Aidan sighed heavily, “Still no SingStar, Mommy?”  She’s 3.  

Today I called the Future Shop nearest our home (again, half an hour away) and asked if they happened to have the game.  She checked.  They had one.  I asked if she could hold it for me…”Will you be here today sometime?” to which I replied that I would be there within the hour.  This was at 10:13 a.m.  Ella gets home from school at 11:40 a.m.  The drive to the Future Shop is 35 minutes from my house.  Anyone do math?  I left home at 10:22, I made it to the store, got the game and was home by 11:27.  Oh yeah.  Where there’s a SingStar will, there’s a way!!  But I’m not obsessed.  Just saying.

Just as I’m also not obsessed with Twilight.  Or the movie.  Or Edward.  I’m not.  Really.  See…

What?!?  I didn’t tell you I was going to be in the movie.  Hmm.  Silly me.  Must have slipped my mind  :)  Because I totally don’t do stupid crap at 2 a.m like photoshopping myself into pictures.  Noooo!!!  I’m sleeping like all the rest of human kind out there.  Okay, maybe I have a bit of a problem sleeping a lot of the time and then I do things like that in Photoshop because I can.  

Okaaayyyy… 

~awkward silence (crickets chirpping)~ 

Anyhoo, today we went to pick out our Christmas tree at the local gas station (how quaintly small town, huh?).  Whilst there, we noticed our good friends had their tree picked out as well, marked with an orange tag ready to be delivered to their house tonight.  I had this sudden urge to take the tag and put it on a scraggly Charlie Brown tree so that they would get a little surprise upon delivery  Of course, I would have gotten their real tree to them after, but I just wanted to play a prank.  Unfortunately, she was under the weather this week and I didn’t think she would take too kindly to the joke and her hubby probably wouldn’t have thanked me for the trouble he would have gotten into, seeing as he was the one who went to pick out the tree.

Another funny thing happened on our tree excursion.  When you pick the tree you want, you go into the gas station and pay for it, then they give you a tag that says “SOLD” on it and you go back out and tie it to your tree.  We were in the process of paying when a friend came in and Jer stopped to talk to him.  Even though there was no one else in the tree lot when we had been there, I said “Let’s go Jer, can’t have anyone buying our tree!” kind of as a joke, since there is a largeish selection of trees.  Not so funny.  I walk outside to see two men getting ready to load a tree onto the back of a truck.  I wander into the tree cage and one of the men comes in after me.  ”We didn’t take the tree you had picked, did we?”  I glance over and notice a hole where our tree had been standing.  I giggle a little embarrassedly, “Actually, I think you DID.”  I felt so bad.  But it was a good tree.  Obviously.  I mean, what are the chances that we all wanted the same tree?

     Anyone else out there as unprepared for Christmas as me?  Let’s see…

* Christmas decorating – NOPE* Christmas baking – Uh uh * Gifts purchased – Not a one * Cards sent out – Again, no (remind me when I see you to give you one, they are actually made)

So I’m thinking January may very well be here before I actually get my rear in motion.  And you’d think I’d have had enough time to prepare.  I mean, it’s not like it comes upon us unawares.  Nobody suddenly changed the date of Christmas.  Nuh uh.  No excuses here.  Just too busy being lazy.  Perhaps I’ll be Ukranian this year and celebrate it a little later since that’s about when I’ll be ready  Although Valentine’s Day is looking a little more feasible at this rate.