as many of you experienced last friday, old man winter paid a pretty fierce {for south texas} visit. even corpus had sleet and freezing temps. thursday night, mike came in and said, "i feel bad for the flea bag. maybe we should do something." to which i thought: he's officially lost it. we settled on a non-committal solution of putting a few towels out on the front porch in the corner where he might be able to get out of the gale force freezing winds. then friday came along with the sleet and there was the flea bag, freezing to death on our very front porch. i decided that if he was going to freeze to death and die on our watch, he should at least have a final meal. so i put a little food out and said, "this is a one time offer."
and flea bag hasn't left our house since. DRAT.
i think he didn't hear the "one time offer" part. now, no matter which room of the house i seem to be in, he's sitting on the outside window sill, longingly looking in like, "you promised me you'd take care of me forever!" when in actuality i said, "this is a one time offer." i would humor you with a photo, but right now he's sitting outside our backdoor and capturing his flea bagness would also capture all the dog snoot on our back door and i'd rather not. thank you, lilah.
did you know that we have still not decorated the outside of the house and i have yet to start the holiday baking extravaganza? it has not been a very tummy friendly week for me - in fact, this has been one of the worst so far. really? what happened to magic number 12? after the third really bad day in a row, a meltdown quickly ensued last night. will it ever end? if you're reading this and yours didn't end, please don't tell me that. encouraging words only, por favor. all i know is that junebug is in trouble the minute he/she arrives. only kidding, of course. kind of. if i am going to spend so much time being so sick, at least its for the little darling.
christmas countdown: 15 days. really? have you finished your shopping? have you started your shopping? i'm caught somewhere in the middle. we have a whole slew of gifts under the tree - UNwrapped. just sitting there waiting for santa's elves to come make my day and wrap my gifts. and perhaps while they're here they would take pity on me and finish that load of laundry that's been in the dryer since friday. and cook my husband dinner so that he could remember what it's like to have culinary deliciousness in his home again. maybe something kind of like the sicilian chicken that rachael ray made this morning. did y'all see that? my mouth was watering as i was watching, which incidentally made me gag, but still, it looked amazing. the second i am feeling better, i am opening my kitchen back up for business and making all the wonderful things in the world.
maybe today will be the day i start chipping away at the 20 dozen cookies. in all honesty i would LOVE for my house to smell like christmas cheer!! and i hope they look this delish.
only ours will be packaged in cutie little bags tied with our darling tags from melimba. oh, and by the way, i spent lots of dollars last weekend scooping up some of her delightful cards. we're making donations this year in lieu of gifts for some of our friends and fam, so we're tucking the donation info into one of her adorable cards so that it's a very merry gift!
are you even still reading? if so, i am amazed. i can't believe i am still typing. who knew you could spend so long writing about absolutely nothing of importance. let's go do something productive, shall we?
ready. set. GO!



