All Is Grace

have you noticed that it’s already the 17th of December, friends?

that’s the 5th day of Christmas, for those of you keeping track.

which means i only have seven left.

the photo challenge, obviously, was poorly planned, and not even REMOTELY executed. because that’s how i roll with commitments other than “get through the month with all of the gifts under the tree, a modicum of cleanliness in the house, and all of my hair still firmly attached to my scalp.” since i colored my hair the other day and know it’s all still there, and the ever-flying-dog-fur-tufts are at a relative minimum…and we all still have clean clothing…well, that just leaves one thing: gifts.

seriously, what the HECK do you get a mother who has everything? including tiny little white furs balls of adorableness 2 or 3 times a year?

well, for starters, you get her (something i’m not going to actually type here because i just remembered my mother reads my blog and wouldn’t want to spoil the surprise…plus it’s too pathetic to admit!!!). because so far, that’s all she’s getting.

i mean it. don’t tell me “just get me jigsaw puzzles,” dear Momma. no. it must be wonderful and heartfelt and meaningful.

though, it might just be pictures of the kids in frames. the end. i love you, but you give me heart palpitations. (dad is easy. pull out the Performance Bike or Nashbar catalog, close your eyes, and point. done.)

and how about the husband? he wants…

…wait for it…

…a greenhouse.

*blinkblinkblink*

somebody shoot me.

don’t even get me going on the in-laws’ gifts.

so today i’m going to make Christmasy cupcakes, with a hint of mintiness. i’m going to make sure the papers are graded, the lessons are planned, the meal planning venture i might have started gets some attention (what was i thinking 8 days before Christmas??), the baby gets fed and giggled at, and the dogs stop tracking the freaking snow all the way through the freaking house (because i’m NOT mopping today). i might even crochet something for my niece.

nevermind. her mother reads this blog too.

i’m going back to bed.