Ok, I know that Christmas comes the exact time every year. It should not be any surprise to me. So why am I always running around at the last moment getting stuff done? I had big plans not to procrastinate this year - but I put that off until next year! We barely got the tree up, I put out a few other decorations and called the house done. Sunday I was Betty Friggin' Crocker. I made caramel corn, chocolate chip cookies, peanut butter fudge and Bailey's fudge. I have absolutely nothing wrapped. Late Monday night I was wrapping a few things that I had to take into the office. One of my spare bedrooms looks like Santa's workshop - that's where all the gifts are. Tonight I will start sorting and wrapping. C's family celebration will be Christmas Eve, so I will need to get all of their presents wrapped. I am still relatively new to that family - so I better not try and get by with just putting each item in a WalMart bag. Somewhere there is another unwritten female rule about that.
So, wanna see our tree? We got it up last weekend. One of the cats has eaten all the garland off the bottom.
Most of the ornaments on it are either handmade, Hallmark Keepsakes, or antique. So we are careful not to put too much around the bottom because shiny things hanging down are just too much for little cat paws or they don't faire too well when a dog decides to plow through between the tree and the table. So we make it easy on everyone.
