have yourselves...

Last week, laurie asked us what our favorite Christmas song was, and like an idiot I completely forgot this one. I think this is the top spot on my list - hands down.




I've been humming it all day. I re-finished up my Christmas shopping (after mistakenly buying Surfer Dude a DVD he already had), bought the last of the Dirty Santa gifts for the Christmas Dinner at our house and made tamales until I was getting some kind of a corn meal high. And the whole time this song was running through my head. It's a sweet song, but there's something kind of melancholy about it.

Not that I'm melancholy. Far from it. I'm not thrilled I'm working today, but I'll get over it. With any luck it will be slow, but not so slow that it drags. All of our ordered Christmas gifts are here except for Sasquatch's (I can't say what it is in case he reads this for the first time in his entire life), which shipped Priority Wednesday and really should have come yesterday. That's gonna stress me out if it doesn't get here tomorrow, but he's already said he would be willing to wait for it. I hope it doesn't come to that. It is hard being away from all of our family this time of year - I won't lie. But we've been lucky enough to build a fabulous extended family here. That helps a lot.

We have our usual group of friends (plus possibly a new family - old friends, but new to this occasion) coming for potluck Christmas dinner. We crack me up this time of year. We have two families (including us) that have always celebrated Christmas, one that used to celebrate Hanukkah but converted, and the new ones used to be of the Christmas persuasion but now go the Hanukkah route. Their plans are being dictated by a grandma in the hospital, but I suppose if they come we'll change the Dirty Santa name to something more generic. Dirty Dubya, or something. (Because it would be so refreshing to laugh with him for a change).

I'm going to take a few days off of posting, because between working and the kid chaos it could be a little tricky. My kids are so excited they're practically crackling. I'll be back posting on Thursday, bright and early. Maybe this will give me a chance to catch up on all the blogs I'm so stinking behind on. From my mouth to Santa's ear.

I hope you have yourselves a merry little Christmas. (Or Hanukkah or Kwanzaa or Boxing Day or whatever you celebrate). Every time I look at my Blogger Dashboard and see that there are comments from you all, I feel like Christmas has come a little early anyway. And you lot just may be the best gift I've ever gotten.

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Update: IT CAME!!!!