Dear Zack, We FINALLY got our tree! Praise the Lord! Hallelujah! I am rejoicing over here, can you tell?! A home is not a proper Christmas home until that tree is in the living room, in my humble opinion. And especially seeing all of your blogs with your pretty trees and decorations, well, let’s just say I was getting a little jealous and sad over here. But! Jealousy does not become me, and thus! A tree was born! (What?) I don’t know. But look! My tree! :) It’s a little Charlie Brown and we named him Stanley. Stanley the Charlie Brown tree. And I love him, I really do. And hey! Guess what! He’s not crooked at all! We made sure of it.
Dear Baby Showers, I get to go to one of you tonight, and I am SO excited! It is seriously just way too fun to shop for babies, you know? I wanted to buy every single thing in the Target newborn section. Zack had to stop me from doing so. What ever would I do without him?
Dear Christmas decorations, so, um, I’m that person who will complain about nobody helping me decorate the tree, but then when my sweet husband puts a few ornaments up and actually starts to help, I end up having to move them all anyway because I mean, you guys. The tree. Everything must be in it’s perfect place, you know? My vision! My vision must be executed properly! So. I’m trying not to be OCD about the tree, but really. I am. So. There’s that.
Dear hair, I did that thing again where I couldn’t remember the last time that I washed you. And so I broke down and shampooed and conditioned and ugh. Now I have to wait a few days for me to like you again. That’s the worst.
Dear Friendsmas, you are tomorrow, and I cannot wait! We’re doing a pajama exchange this year, and I am excited to see how creative everybody got! Can’t wait to dance to Christmas music, have a few holiday beverages and be silly with my favorite girls. Pictures to follow, duh.
Do you have any fun plans for this weekend?