I was busy wearing the following things.
|Eating a candy cane is the same as brushing your teeth right? Because of the peppermint? I'm just going to go with yes.|
"People were giving me the funniest looks at the grocery store today."
"Do you think perhaps it is because you are wearing elf ears?"
"Whatever, what are those people even doing at the grocery store at eleven on a Monday. GET A JOB. Right?"
"It's so curious to me that you seem to forget daily that YOU don't have a job."
"Oh hilarious Ryan. Just TRY to pretend that making gingerbread people is not a job. You have to be very precise when placing the candy buttons."
"Gingerbread people? Wait why did you frost braids on some of these cookies?"
"Those are the gingerbread women. I needed men and women to start so that I could make gingerbread babies later today. Why else do you think I had to go to the store again if not for gingerbread-baby-making supplies?"
"By next week I should be ready to make the gingerbread toddlers and if I'm lucky, if everything works out just right, by Christmas I will have entire gingerbread families."
"Did you by chance get any whiskey at the store? I suddenly have a strong craving to forget this conversation ever happened."
And trying to convince Ryan to get a real Christmas tree or two this year (in addition to the fake ones I already own.) So far his answer has been, "Stop calling me at work." But I'm pretty sure he'll give in soon.
Lots of Christmas cheer coming your way blogstalkers.
Oh and for anyone that was curious how this post resolved itself...I got a lovely pair of Hunter Boots, size 8 in the mail yesterday.
And I was all "Yesssss! Now we can go sledding. I didn't have good boots before that's why we didn't get to go in previous years."
And Ryan was all "Oh shit."