Last Christmas

New Years day had a dual purpose this year. Of course we brought in the new year like nobody's business, but we also got to celebrate Christmas one last time. This time, we were feasting and gifting with Mike's family.

Gifts.

We started with the dogs. Josie helped, and together she and Mike gave Buckley the best gift on the planet. 

 Buck was willing to do anything for the bone.

He would shake.

He would freeze, sit and drool.

BUT THEN these appeared. They are real! Can you believe it? So ridiculous, and hilarious.

Buckley was all about it, and it was just the right size. 

Ginger on the other hand? I think she bit off more than she could chew (pun intended). 

Dad had Josie duty this time around. I can't get her every time, even though I'd be completely fine with that. 

Gifts:

 

  

And finally Josie's turn:

I even wrapped up Josie which officially created the best gift ever. 

I don't know how we will get used to the regular routine of every day life. Christmas season has really spoiled us.

Good morning and happy new years eve!

Josie girl helps us see things for the first time all over again. I hope to bring her sledding (at the only hill around that just happens to be one block from our house. Win.) and just give her a chance to play in the snow before the temps drop for the lovely January days of below zero records.
I'm trying to figure out how to blog from my tablet so excuse me while I struggle with the format and the awkward picture locations.
Can't wait for our game night party tonight, lunch at olive garden, and some pinterest experimenting today!

Happy birthday to me

We went to Mexican Village for my birthday supper since I had to work all day. There isn't much better things than chips and salsa.

ok so maybe the quality of the pictures aren't the best quality, but the family time was super high quality! cue the cheesy collectives awes...

This week was so crazy that I hardly felt like my birthday was really my birthday. I need things to slow down a bit so I can catch my breath!

Don't worry everyone, no quarter-life crisis happening here. There's no time for such silly things when I have more birthdays (is everyone celebrating birthdays this week or just me?), New Years parties, and messy houses to look forward to. I know, I know, there's nothing to look forward to with a messy house, but it is something that (always always always) needs addressing.

Thanks for the birthday wishes, by the way! Always makes me feel so good. :)

Midweek Confessions

Linking up...

I'm completely into the show "One Tree Hill" and it makes me feel like a high schooler again. The drama (theirs, not mine) and the cute boys make it good, and the fact that there is like 60 more episodes makes it better. I do love a series.

I'm not related to that crazy lady

While its so fun having a tablet, I do feel cooler after all, I haven't really used it a lot and feel completely stupid whipping it out in public. One time it came in quite handy: waiting for Mike in the car when Jo was sleeping and I knew it was going to be over five minutes, Sudoku made that time just fly by. 

I have a gift left to wrap. How does this happen?? Christmas is over, my birthday is over. But then again I wouldn't have to wrap my own present so that is irrelevant. Anyways, I have a legitimate reason...this time... The gift was wrapped with another one and I didn't notice it so now it (they) is unwrapped but not ready to be given to the correct person. Does that even make sense?

Did somebody say presents??

I like white wine and I'm not afraid to admit it! So the confession part? I really don't like red wine. It's just not good and I don't care to acquire it... I'd rather just enjoy the cheap white wine and call it good. 

I get to pretend that I don't care about something that I really do/did care about and it's going to be pretty fun (note the sarcasm). I love rejection! Who's with me?

Stop talking about serious things. Me and Grampa are bored.

It shouldn't matter to me that so many people may read my blog but only a few follow it, but it does. Why do I care? I don't always, but then I love blogging and its just fun to know who is reading. Don't be anonymous. I just admitted that I want to know you/know you are reading. That ain't no small thang!

I'll stop with the southern accent if you follow me ;). Ok just kidding about that but seriously.

Better quit while I'm ahead.

Somebody tell her that she's not ahead.