See, it all started last week when I was visiting down South. He asked me if Santa was going to get Max any toys because I mentioned some mischief he’d participated in. He also asked if I had a fireplace and when I told him I don’t, he asked how Santa dropped off gifts for the kids. I told him that Santa doesn’t buy or make my children’s toys (because he doesn’t), and it was downhill and backpedaling from there. I did throw in that Santa Claus was a real person , but I think it was way too hot outside to sugar coat things, so I’ll blame the heat. While I never bought into the whole Santa thing (my kids were relieved to know where their gifts came from, they didn’t like mall santa so much) , I didn’t want to be the person who told him that. I have to work on my auntie answer for Santa Claus. Yikes.
I know that I am somewhere in the neighborhood of two hundred days ahead of time, but it’s not completely my fault. Hallmark has released its ornament catalog and they always have cute little things that I can plan and budget for. I blame the fact that I work out much more regularly because the Hallmark store is right across the street. I guess that’s one way to avoid buying too many naughty treats – getting stuff at Hallmark, especially since the non edible items are always way nicer than the edible ones. Who’s going to turn down a cute mug or card or ornament or scarf for a box of candy? Not me.
I did. I was a bit winded due to the flu or the crud or whatever it was, but I was more than happy to celebrate another year with my family, friends and loved ones.
See, I had plans to post this Friday, but I think the Christmas parties and issues of life (including making some changes to my spending situation in the aftermath of the Target breech) caught up with me. Since it’s better late than never, this year Mary J. Blige put out her first Christmas album, produced by David Foster. I thought it was really well put together, and I’m really picky about my Christmas music. :) Enjoy.