My three year old runs our house. He is a terror when he gets in one of his moods. Not to mention the candy, cookies, cupcakes, pie, all of the holiday treats that are so readily found this time of year. So we end up with an overdramatic and hyper primadonald who is prone to tirades of enormous proportions.
"Just go to bed," I yell at him after he comes out of his room for the umpteenth time. That technique didn't work, so I try logic. "You have had a bath, you're teeth are brushed, I read you a story, sister told you a story, we sang songs, said prayers, you have a cuddly toy to sleep with and your sister is in there so that you won't be lonely. NOW, go to bed." That didn't work either. After using up all of my patience, I pull out the big guns...Daddy. He will show that little tyrant who's boss. After Dad lays down next to him for about five minutes, he is finally zonked out. Hallelujah!
My daughter had a hard time falling asleep too, because Grandma told her to keep her eyes on the sky to look for Santa and his reindeer. I finally convinced her that Santa wouldn't come until she was asleep, so she should cut her vigil short to get some shut eye. She is a rational human being. I like that in a person.
J.B., on the other hand was completely irrational and didn't fall asleep until almost 10:30 p.m. Don't kids understand how grumpy the Fat Man (and Mom and Dad) gets when kids won't go to bed and he has so much work to do before he can sleep? All of the preparation that goes into wrapping mounds of gifts, preparing holiday dinners, keeping the peace among siblings, cleaning the house...it is so much work. So go to bed!
Friday, December 25, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Fave link and Cancel Xmas
Before I throw you off a "naughty cliff," you should really check out this link to Tim Hawkins' website http://timhawkins.net/video.php (No, it wouldn't show up as a link and I am too technologically challenged to make it work. Please just cut and paste and don't be lazy).
Tim is a christian comedian, so it is good, clean entertainment. My brother suggested this site to our family and I laughed until I cried. He has a few new segments on there for Christmas too. I had the same impression as he did about the "Do You Hear what I Hear" song. Who brings a baby shivering in the cold, gold and silver? That isn't even logical. Maybe someone's husband in ancient times waited until the very last moment to buy Christmas gifts and had to settle for the original gift card - cash. Will things ever change? Probably not.
One December, as I was standing in a long checkout line of a busy department store (I think it was a Kmart and they haven't been busy for years), someone called the Christmas department for a price check. After receiving the desired information, the checker came back on the loudspeaker and said "Cancel Christmas." We all clapped and cheered and continued our wait to check out at the register...with sinister smiles on our faces. Cancel Christmas? What a delicious idea! Eat that with your cookies and milk, Santa! I blame you for this, because Jesus died without sin, but Santa is human, so this whole commercial stress fest must be his idea!
Although... Hallmark could have something to with it too. It's always the quiet ones who are constantly kissing up with compliments and sweet nothings and then they end up stabbing you in the back the first chance they get. Dare I even mention the hot chocolate manufacturers, those coniving chocolatiers at Ferrero Rocher who lace their candies with addictive properties that say "Buy my chocolates," the candy cane people, the makers of Christmas lights and inflatables....The list is endless. It is a Holiday conspiracy to make my electric bill soar, my waistline expand, my stress level shoot through the roof as I try to get everything done, and what can I do to resist? Nothing. Because amidst all of this lunacy, I find myself actually enjoying this self-inflicted panic parade that leads up to Christmas, well, most of it anyway.
Sorry Santa! I had a weak moment, but now that I have eaten my entire package of hot chocolate, I am feeling better (and a little zippy). However, I do have this overwhemning urge to go pirate a loudspeaker at a busy retailer, to spread a little Holiday cheer to my fellow women (and the men buying gift cards).
Tim is a christian comedian, so it is good, clean entertainment. My brother suggested this site to our family and I laughed until I cried. He has a few new segments on there for Christmas too. I had the same impression as he did about the "Do You Hear what I Hear" song. Who brings a baby shivering in the cold, gold and silver? That isn't even logical. Maybe someone's husband in ancient times waited until the very last moment to buy Christmas gifts and had to settle for the original gift card - cash. Will things ever change? Probably not.
One December, as I was standing in a long checkout line of a busy department store (I think it was a Kmart and they haven't been busy for years), someone called the Christmas department for a price check. After receiving the desired information, the checker came back on the loudspeaker and said "Cancel Christmas." We all clapped and cheered and continued our wait to check out at the register...with sinister smiles on our faces. Cancel Christmas? What a delicious idea! Eat that with your cookies and milk, Santa! I blame you for this, because Jesus died without sin, but Santa is human, so this whole commercial stress fest must be his idea!
Although... Hallmark could have something to with it too. It's always the quiet ones who are constantly kissing up with compliments and sweet nothings and then they end up stabbing you in the back the first chance they get. Dare I even mention the hot chocolate manufacturers, those coniving chocolatiers at Ferrero Rocher who lace their candies with addictive properties that say "Buy my chocolates," the candy cane people, the makers of Christmas lights and inflatables....The list is endless. It is a Holiday conspiracy to make my electric bill soar, my waistline expand, my stress level shoot through the roof as I try to get everything done, and what can I do to resist? Nothing. Because amidst all of this lunacy, I find myself actually enjoying this self-inflicted panic parade that leads up to Christmas, well, most of it anyway.
Sorry Santa! I had a weak moment, but now that I have eaten my entire package of hot chocolate, I am feeling better (and a little zippy). However, I do have this overwhemning urge to go pirate a loudspeaker at a busy retailer, to spread a little Holiday cheer to my fellow women (and the men buying gift cards).
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Hot Chocolate Cones
This is a little piece of heaven that my sister told me about, because "Baby, It's Cold Out There." That is the Christmas song that keeps getting stuck in my brain this year. Oh sure, I can't even remember my own children's names, but I have room for useless lyrics to adhere to my cortexes without difficulty. One of life's ironies no doubt. I think I will go drown my frustrations in hot chocolate and go curl into a nice warm...book.
http://familyfun.go.com/recipes/hot-chocolate-cones-687223/
From familyfun.com
A perennial winter favorite, hot cocoa with all the trimmings (mini marshmallows, chocolate chips, and a cherry-red gumdrop) sports an even sweeter look packaged as a cone. This makes a great gift for babysitters, teachers, and neighbors. Be sure to add a tag letting your recipients know the cone contains enough for four servings.
Ingredients
3/4 cup cocoa mix
2 (6- by 12-inch) cone-shaped cellophane bags (available at party stores)
2 clear rubber bands (we used ponytail holders)
Scissors
1/4 cup mini chocolate chips
3/4 cup mini marshmallows
1 large red gumdrop
Instructions
Pour the cocoa mix into one of the bags. Close the bag with a clear rubber band, then trim the end of the bag 1 inch above the band.
Place the cocoa-filled bag into the second bag and flatten its top so the end doesn't stick up.
Layer the chocolate chips and the marshmallows, then top with the gumdrop. Secure the bag with the other rubber band.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Blog Withdrawl
Oh, sweet blog, I have missed you.
My brain is overflowing with tidbits of wisdom,
that long for a safe haven,
funny stories that need an audience,
who will laugh and grimace on cue.
Oh, how I have longed for you.
Never again will I abandon so thoughtlessly.
Forgive me?
My cherished blank canvas,
For now at semester's end
I will blanket you with comforting words,
uplifting stories and
funny Ha ha's.
Without pause,
Just because,
I love you sweet blog
for the sanity
of words shared
As an outlet for my cares.
My brain is overflowing with tidbits of wisdom,
that long for a safe haven,
funny stories that need an audience,
who will laugh and grimace on cue.
Oh, how I have longed for you.
Never again will I abandon so thoughtlessly.
Forgive me?
My cherished blank canvas,
For now at semester's end
I will blanket you with comforting words,
uplifting stories and
funny Ha ha's.
Without pause,
Just because,
I love you sweet blog
for the sanity
of words shared
As an outlet for my cares.
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