Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Nearly three hours later...

Brian has called saying he's on his way home. Finally! The locksmith got lost twice on his way out there (this place really is in the middle of nowhere). Now if I could just find the wrapping paper. It's official, I suck at Christmas this year. Oh, and the one present that didn't get here? It's one of three things Julian actually wrote on his Christmas list (and the other two are coming from grandparents, not from Santa, so they won't be here tomorrow morning, either - we aren't even seeing Brian's parents until sometime in January, so it will be a good long while before he gets at least one of the three things on his list). I. Suck. At least the tree is up and stockings are hung.

4 comments:

Tracy P. said...

Merry Christmas, Lisa! I'm sure your boy is going to get some things he would have asked for except he never thought of them. This taking the scenic route to joy is something Brian seemed to take quite literally today, though. May you all just enjoy being together!

Lisa said...

Thanks, Tracy! Today I think it was the locksmith taking the scenic route more so than Brian. LOL

Equilibrium has re-established itself, a little bit. The pumpkin bread is in the oven, Julian has settled down, he will indeed get good things for Christmas (things he asked for, just not on the "official" written list), and it will be OK. I chalk up a portion of today's fit to pregnancy hormones!

Melinda said...

I am right there with you on the pregnancy hormones. Mine are in overdrive. I hope you guys had a great Christmas.

Melinda said...

Just checkin' in to see how you're doing!