Why does Christmas hafta end? I love Christmas...it completes me.
I look forward to Christmas year round, I've actually figured out that we have 361 more days until next Christmas. The countdown is on!
I totally made one heckuva motherload of a haul this year! Wow...I'm still amazed! Although...I coulda gone without the stomach flu we received...
Mr. Wonderful (have I mentioned how wonderful he is?!!), got me this:
And I have named him, "Marlboro Man" (the mixer, not Mr. Wonderful).
Okay, I didn't. I just had to throw that in for Kate. She makes me laugh.
But, wow. Isn't he handsome? (I'm figuring it's a he...since he's gonna do all my hard work for me...and, yes, I am a princess at heart, and not ashamed to have a big strapping guy come to my rescue.)
Mr. Wonderful...being the goofball that he is...wrapped one of his 20lb dumbbells in a KitchenAid mixer sized box. To throw me off:
He had me laughing so hard...I was afraid my bladder of steel would actually give out!
And, my parents? They got me these:
Adorable, aren't they?!! I love 'em...but, for 140 bucks, I think I might trade 'em in...even my mom's encouraging me too! I saw the price, gasped and said, "140 bucks?!!!!!"...she said, "I know...for a sweater with sole!"
So, looks like I'll be trading 'em in...for something more practical, still cute, and needed more than another pair of Uggs...I mean, how many Uggs does a girl need?!! But, dang!! They are sooooo stinkin' cute.
And, they'd go great with my new brown jacket.
Not to mention, they're all soft and fuzzy on the inside...and so cute! Have I mentioned that? That they're cute?
Now, I'm torn.
Ugh. Decisions. They get me every time.