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3 more sleeps!

3 more sleeps ‘til Christmas!!!

I looked forward to coming in to work this morning – I had little gifts for my bosses. A photo montage of the birth of our company in silver (colored) 8 x 10 frames.

I’m still so stoked with Christmas spirit that I looked forward to leaving the house – I’ve been pacing around eager for Christmas to arrive, all the while trying not to wish days away. We never get those days back you know?

When I arrived, I immediately noticed this on my desk.



No means no! They’re trying to plump me up for some reason – and it’s working. I’ll not go into detail, but suffice it to say, after the holidays someone *cough* me – will be pushing all treats away until I am certain I won’t need an entire new wardrobe.


It’s been fun though, I don’t even get mad at the scale. Worth every bite.

“Fa la la la – Potstickers!”

Ah the holidays!

I’m not freaking out this year – I actually got ahead of the game by ordering some of the bigger gifts online. The ones for my son are hidden at work until I can procure some duct tape.

Yup, he’s a peeker.

This is a photo from an actual ‘Wikihow’ by the way … crazy!  They actually cover step by step how to sneak open your gifts and wrap them back up again! LOL!

present peek

To be fair, I was a peeker too when I was young. I outgrew that and do not like any surprises ruined for me now. (Ok, so maybe I skipped to all the spoilers about SOA series finale, but c’mon! I had like 50 episodes left to watch and honestly was losing interest trying to catch up!)

Still have a lot to do – but until I have more than moths and lint in my bank account, that will have to wait.

Our office is festively decorated …


And tonight – is our first official Office Christmas dinner.  We’re going full ‘A Christmas Story’ on this one and having Chinese!  I’m not complaining – I can gorge myself like a tick on potstickers.

Love Chinese food!

And the company will make the meal all the better.

chinese food Christmas




Not so silent morning – and an Angel

Sleeps ‘til Christmas = 6

Gifts Purchased = 0

Holiday Spirit  = 5 out of 10 thanks to an angel

I awoke this morning and proceeded with my ritual of letting the dog out then making coffee and shuffling about until coffee was ready.

I went outside to check out the moon next to Jupiter – probably would have been amazing if I had a telescope – but was still pretty cool.  I wanted to be sure to see it.


Grabbed coffee, gulped some down then into the shower.  Back to my bedroom, started to get ready for work and …


Something fell in the house, and it didn’t sound like anything familiar.

You know you get keyed into certain household noises … they have their own distinct familiar sounds.

Posters falling off a wall, the sound of an animal skidding across a table, those suction cup shower caddy’s that never stay cupped spilling all of it’s contents onto your shower floor.  (Worst part of picking up a shower caddy from your tub by the way – spending time figuring out how to get the blade back on your razor and licking the damn suction cups.)

Anyway – this wasn’t an identifiable noise.

And it was quite loud.  I was a tad alarmed.

I was in a towel – and while I’m not afraid to investigate noises or confront burglars or serial killers, I wasn’t doing it naked.

I threw my pajamas back on and opened the bedroom door.

I could see Butters staring towards the kitchen.  There is a dividing curtain between the kitchen and Nic’s ‘wing’ of our shoebox.  She was staring at it.  And looking very uncomfortable.

Then a growl/woof from ‘Butters the brave’.

Seriously – is there anything more disturbing than your dog being disturbed and afraid of a noise whilst staring at something unseen?  No.  No there is not.

I forgot my knife and my pepper spray – but continued on.  Pulled the curtain back and found the source of the thud.

Nic’s air rifle had fallen over in the laundry-room-that-does-no-laundry.


OK, so I probably didn’t need more coffee now that my heart was beating faster, but I got more anyway.

Finished getting ready and came into the living room to sit for a bit and catch some news.

It wasn’t until I was on the couch that I noticed something on our little fake Christmas tree.

My son went to his girlfriends house yesterday for a Christmas Party – I was invited but opted out as I’ve not been feeling well the past few days and certainly didn’t want to spread any Holiday Cheer of a viral kind.

Oh!  Before they went, they made this at our house:


I commented on FB

“Damn teenagers these days!  Leave my son unattended after playing all those violent video games and look what he did with his girlfriend while I was at work.”

(I really am lucky you know – I am blessed with a very good kid and I know it.)

I also suggested that probably it wasn’t a good idea to leave me unattended with a candied house.  I was eyeing the shrubberies with some interest … but, it survived intact.


So – this is what was on the Christmas tree:


I have to admit, the first thought that went through my head was how huge she looked up there.  It’s a tiny little tree.

Then the holiday spirit hit.

How thoughtful!

It was either from my sons girlfriend Chelsea, or my son somehow got it.

Either way, she was placed there while I slept and whether it was intended or not – put happy tears in my eyes and a warmth in my heart this morning.

So, Thank You to my secret angel.

(And Butters, that’s strike two – first you try to eat me, then you don’t protect me!  Coal is in your future.)