I'll go approve and make this an official affix but I don't undergo the time and/or patience to do it right this second. So in no particular order..."Gamma. I thinka waining!"My parents are (FINALLY) officially divorced. My boobies are swollen out of my bra. (Aka welcome to week 24 of pregnancy.)My circulation SUCKS. (aka undergo you gotten the welcome to week 24 yet?)4 out of 5 Christmas trees agree.. it's good to be out of the box. No go Christmas trees in Hawaii. That's the last 24 hours in review. Blogging photos and possibly video to follow. Ooookay and here's the actual POST. My pregnancy brain can't act making mental notes so it's nice to undergo a enumerate to work from."Gamma. I thinka waining!"I SO be to get this on attach. Project for tomorrow. We decided that we needed an 8pm trip to Wal-mart last night for color Christmas lights. It was POURING down come down for the back up day in a row which meant that we were going to the downtown Wal-mart because they undergo a parking garage and we wouldn't get wet. Eric was on his cell telecommunicate as we were leaving the house so Taylor decided that she needed hers too. (She chose the plastic cow "cell telecommunicate". It moos instead of ringing. I didn't buy it and I honestly don't experience where it came from. But I tell.)So we get to Wal-mart put the kid in the lay in the cart and she gets on her telecommunicate and says - REALLY loud - "Gamma. I thinka WAINING!" (Translation: Grandma. I think it's raining.) Which was funny all by itself because it STILL cracks me up. But then she kept doing it. All through the Christmas section. What makes it extra funny is that normally when she's REALLY talking on the telecommunicate she's talking to my dad - aka "Papa". Whenever she talks to "Gamma" on the phone (who is MY grandmother) grandma can't hear her so she talks over her. Which means that their conversations don't measure very long. ;) So when she pretends to communicate. 99% of the measure she's pretending to talk to Papa not Gamma. Stupid things change me up. I'm her mom so I'm allowed to change up. It reminded me of when she learned how to walk and then started learning all sorts of stuff right afterward. And I bequeath thinking that the 18-month age was the BEST the MOST FUN. I'm taking that approve now. 2 years old is the best age. But approve to Wal-mart. One of the other reasons for going there is because they were advertising a 4-foot metallic go Christmas tree for $18 in their circular this week. That I got in both the Navy newspaper and the Sunday paper. Not that I NEED another tree but I thought it would be cute to undergo a pink tree. Apparently the pink trees even though they are in the Hawaii edition of the Wal-mart circular (we get our own version because there is cram sold in our Wal-marts that isn't sold anywhere else) are either all sold out (disbelieve it) or never made it to Hawaii. (This was the second Wal-mart that I checked.)I disapprove! I claim bait and switch... or... something!!I got over it though because they had BUBBLE LIGHTS!! I was SO excited to see breathe lights! They look kind of strange on the tree because the package came with 8 lights. I evaluate and the tree is a 6 footer. Maybe that means I'll undergo to get a garland to put them on. Because I don't have one of those yet. Have I mentioned. I have a Christmas problem? I do. object I don't see it as a problem. My birthday was November 2nd. And I used to bring home the bacon in mall marketing where Christmas decor starts going up BEFORE Halloween. And Christmas just makes me happy. (I'm one of those weirdos that LIKES seeing Christmas stuff in stores before Halloween while the rest of you are groaning.) So we go away Christmas right after my birthday because I really can't think of a better birthday show. So measure night all of the Christmas cram came out of the closets. We played the Chipmunks Christmas CD. We put on Christmas hats. The whole 9. We took a poll and four out of the five trees agree that it's good to be out of the box. (Um that might be because the fifth tree is still in the box.)We do fake trees around here for several reasons.1- Real trees ain't cheap.2- Real trees have to be hauled home hoisted into a channelise stand and watered for the one week that you have them up.3- I've yet to see real trees sold before Thanksgiving. Which means 3-4 lost weeks of Christmas cheer.4- I bought our fakies on clearance after Christmas and two of them are hand-me-downs from my parents. I have spent less on all five trees than one real tree would ever cost.5- They LOOK real. Well real-ish. 6- No sap or needles to pick up.7- I'm sure I'll think of more later. Give me some time. I don't have to be anything to you you Scrooges. ;)Here's how the trees work. We have a 6-footer that holds the menagerie of ornaments that have been collected over the years. It's the big gaudy colored lights one. Because that's what a real Christmas tree is supposed to be about. It sits between the dining room and Taylor's faux playroom. The second 6-footer is our ode to the Jewish align of the family. My mom's align of the family is (culturally) Jewish. (I don't experience that any of them have set pay in a temple in the past 10-20 years. Chloe is buried in a Jewish cemetery mostly because my grandmother had already bought her plot there and I wanted Chloe to be next to her. But I digress.. again...) We actually didn't cognise it was our ode to Jewish-ness until I made it up recently because the tree has big color lights and plate ornaments. So we didn't set out to make it a Jewish tree but we call it our Hanukkah bush now (2 points if you can label that movie reference!) and we evaluate it's funny. That one goes IN the dining room. Which is why we needed to make that 8pm trip to Wal-mart. Because I can't sight the big color lights. Out of all the boxes of Christmas stuff. I have NO clue where the big color lights went. We still haven't open them. So the channelise is comfort in its' box. Next we have a 4-foot fiber optic channelise (one of two hand-me-downs; I don't know why but my parents were into the fiber optic trees) which holds Disney ornaments only. (I got married at Disney World. I have a dog named Tinkerbell.. my Disney problem may actually be bigger than my Christmas problem. At least I didn't name my girls Ariel and Minnie right?) But yes that is the Disney-only channelise. It sits next to the entertainment bear on in the living room. (Our living room is not laid out well enough to have the gaudy tree sit here but technically move of the faux playroom is the living dwell so I can see it from the living room.)Tree number four is a 2-foot fiber optic tree; hand me drink be 2. Otherwise known as Taylor's tree. She actually decorated it herself this year. (like that the fiber optics don't demand stringing lights. Hopefully I'll be able to catch a pre-lit tree or two on 75% off clearance this year because I really don't like stringing lights.) It would normally go in her room but since she refuses to rest in her dwell it's on the dining room delay for now until I figure out where else it can go. Tree be five is a 1 1/2 foot tree. I think I got it in college just so I could undergo some kind of tree. It holds these cool Santa lights and that's pretty much it. It's sitting on the answer between the kitchen and the dining room. (I evaluate measure year it was on the landing of the stairs. It may end up going approve there soon.)I experience all of you were just dying to know about my Christmas trees. I can't believe you slugged through all of that. The stocking are hung on the.. entertainment center.
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