Well, despite the snazzy elf hat that I wore all day Friday...
Aka WE WERE ROBBED.
The aisle next to us did a Nightmare Before Christmas theme, and when the judges came around they broke out a strobe light and theme music. Their ace in the hole.
Hello, second place. Nice to see you again this year. NOT.
We tried to be gracious losers, but OH, IT WAS NOT EASY.
And to add salt to the wound, we had a little holiday party at a restaurant down the street after work, and I was the only person there who didn't win a door prize. That's right. The only person.
FRIDAY WAS NOT MY DAY.
My parents were going away for the weekend so on Saturday morning I headed home to stay with my sidekick, Emily and make sure she didn't host any wild parties while my parents were away.
And also to drive her to the movies on Saturday night and feed the dog.
The first order of business was getting manicures. I got red and Emily got blue. Evidently we were feeling very patriotic.
After our manicures we strolled the mall for a little bit, and then came home to have a healthy, balanced meal of pizza and mozzarella sticks.
We ate in the family room because WILD AND CRAZY, and Rosie sat at my feet the entire time and stared straight ahead in what I can only imagine was an effort to convince herself there wasn't a giant slice of pizza six inches from her face.
After that we rented a box truck and took it for a little Saturday evening joy ride.
Oh, I kid. Matt was actually moving and around 5:30 he called me and said, "Hey, look out your window!" And there he was driving by in this hot rod, having the time of his life.
We came inside and I started to straighten up the kitchen, and I asked Emily to go see if the Christmas tree needed to be watered.
I'm just as confused as you are, Rosie.
Emily went to the movies last night which left me and Rosie home alone to read and watch House Hunters and eating Cap'n Crunch.
It was glorious.
And then I went up to my old bedroom to go to sleep and snuggled underneath the pile of blankets that were folded at the bottom of the bed.
This morning I wandered downstairs and asked Emily where the brown fleece blanket came from, because it was so soft and cozy.
Turns out the blanket is actually a gift for her Advent Angel at school.