week thirty + thirty one

Well, hellllllooooo there.  Excuse my absence, would you?  I had a little pre-Christmas mini meltdown of sorts.  I'd been speeding along, so on top of everything holiday related - decorating and crafting and photographing and Christmas carding and blogging it all like a machine.  And then it was like I just straight up ran out of Christmassing energy and just wanted to lay in my bed eating ice cream and watching TLC.  Which, not going to lie, is totally what I'm doing right this very second.  But I'm also feeling back into the Christmas spirit.  Thank you, thank you, peppermint mochas and Mariah Carey!

Randomness from the week.  

#1: I mentioned to the kids as we got out of the car at Wally that their mother had to use the facilities.  Okay whatever it was more like "mommy has to pee pee, okay?"  We get into the store and into the cart and as we made our way to the family restroom at the verrrrrry back of the store, Anderson shouted OVER AND OVER again, "Don't pee on the floor, mommy!  Don't pee on the floor!"

#2: I told the cable guy, who looked 20-ish and cool-ish, to use his inside voice.  Somebody just go ahead and shoot me.

RHOBH is calling my name from the magical DVR machine.  But first, a little iPhone week in review catch-up.

coffee makers.  we're very into dinos these days.  skyping.  my goodwill dresser find.  accessorized.  puppy eyes.  she refused to remove the christmas jammies to go to wally.  guess who dressed himself to play in the garage.  besties.

glamming up for a family date night.  totally shredded.  recovering from a family date night.  christmas cookie time.  mmmm frosting.  for the teachers.  sprinkles are a girl's best friend.  you just never know where you'll find jesus.  stinkerface.

more cookies at the museum.  more sprinkles.  fireman.  that's one posh firefighter.  i'm disturbed by how much she loves riding in that wheelchair.  now that's what mama likes to come home to.  ooh chairs.  hands off bishes he's mine.  christmas sprinkle pretzels.