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New Year’s Eve

It took for ever for the the hospital to let me leaf today and I was just eager to get home to my littles.  Every single doctor who had even looked my way had to sign off that I was well enough to go home and I had to listen to so much none sense about what I can not do for a while.  No vodka, no looking at screams, even time ones like my phone, take it easy, lots of rest, no vodka and not even a sip of champagne tonight.  I am not a take it easy kind of gal. And it is new years eve.

Robert had surprise me buy shaving his beard off and he looks so handsome. I no that beards are very hip but I love Robert clean shaven so he did it to please me. Cute.

When we got home from the hospital the children had just finished cleaning up the downstairs for me and had made a big welcome home banner.

It looks like Starling did the writing but Merlin was in charge of the spelling

It looks like Starling did the writing but Merlin was in charge of the spelling

I thought they wood want to stay up late and cuddle with me, but they eight there dinner quietly and went right up to bed.  What perfect angels.

I can here Karens annual party starting up next door but I have ever thing I want right hear.  Robert and I will stay in and enjoy a roaring fire and talk about our plans for two thousand sixteen.

The happy couple

The happy couple

Maybe just a tiny sip of champs at midnight.

Lake Life

It is just incredibly peaceful up here by the lake and I have been doing a lot of yoga in the sun room and even out on the deck.  This morning I had a cup of coffee while watching a family of deer grazing in the yard.  Lovely. I wonder if I remembered to tell Röbert that his extended family was coming for a Christmas lunch today?  Maybe not.  I am sure he is having a wonderful time with the children and Grandmama will probably want to pitch in and help him pull together a meal for 33 when he explains that I am taking a lil’ break.

Now I am relaxing with some hot tea in front of a roaring fire.  Maybe I will get up in an hour and read some literature or watch more Hallmark Channel.

Now I am relaxing with some hot tea in front of a roaring fire. Maybe I will get up in an hour and read some literature or watch more Hallmark Channel.

The holidays are such a peaceful, joyful time, aren’t they?

Laying Low

Christmas was a lil’ crazy Chez Smith.

Merlin was up at the crack of nine asking about gift opening, and “special breakfast”.  What the hell?  Who told him I would be cooking on Christmas morning? And he specifically asked for no gifts.

I told him to go entertain himself in his room for another hour or two, Mommy was up late looking up old “friends” on Insta.

We were up well before noon and the children were all hyper and overexcited.  It took Starling forever to open all of her presents and she was furious because her hoverboard was periwinkle and not turquoise.  Hummus loved his lil’ Saab and was crashing into everyone with it, but Röb said it was too dangerous for him to take it into the driveway alone.  I certainly wasn’t going outside with him!  Freaking Merlin named his doll Percy.  What is wrong with that kid?  It’s like he’s begging to be bullied.

I kept looking for a small necklacey box, but I didn’t see one.  Finally Röbert handed me a medium box, which could be good or bad.  It was not good.  He had bought me a sweater set.  I am sure it was expensive, it was cashmere.  It looked like something his mother would wear.  The worst part was the color; it was kind of a peachy beige.  I would look naked from any distance at all.  No.

Röbert was also acting ridiculous.  He kept crying over every damned thing the children said.  They say stupid things every day, Röb, pay attention.  All the boo-hooing makes you look soft.

I just had a bad feeling about everything.  My besty had deserted me, my husband had given me a hideous gift and was acting like it was his last day on earth, my children were behaving like jerky little assholes.  I really needed to make a move.

I went upstairs to “take a nap” and packed a suitcase and snuck out the back door.  I thoughtfully took Röbby’s BMW, because he will need the Honda Odyssey to haul the kids around, and I headed for the mountains.  I called Stefan on the way.  He is skiing with his family until January 3rd or 4th, but he gave me the security codes to his lake house, so here I am, relaxing with a glass of mulled wine.

The view is lovely and it is so quiet.

The view is lovely and it is so quiet.

There is no Christmas tree here, but my phone has been lighting up like one since yesterday.  First Röbert has been calling and texting and now Cari all of a sudden is interested in talking to me.  Nope.  Handle your own damned selves, folks.  Lah Lee is finally looking out for Lah Lee.

One weird thing; I went out back to take some photos of the views and I swear I could smell the marijuana again.  Could it be a symptom of a rare brain disease or something?

 

Christmas Eve

I am ridiculously excited about tomorrow.  I am sure that Röbert has a great gift for me this year.  The kayak lessons last Christmas were an aberration.

I pointed this out to Röbby a few weeks ago. I am sure this is why Cari has been so standoffish. CUTE!!!!!

I pointed this out to Röbby a few weeks ago. I am sure this is why Cari has been so standoffish. CUTE!!!!!

Meanwhile, the kiddos have been driving me berserk.  Merlin insists on singing annoying Christmas songs and Hummus just grunts and whines for attention.  Even Starling has been the teensiest bit irritating, with her constant reminders about gifts she wants.  Starling!  You are getting everything you asked for!  Relax already!

I am making Benadril shakes so that I get a few hours to catch up on Hallmark Channel movies this afternoon.

Are you excited for Christmas too?

Husband of the Year

This morning was the holiday party at the gym.  The theme this year was “Ugly Sweaters”.  Clever, right?

Cari and I purchased matching sweaters months ago and they are hysterical, but she texted me this morning to tell me that she couldn’t make it.  I know we are all busy this time of year, but who is more important at Christmas than your besty?

Röbby could tell I was sad and he offered to take the littles off to school for me.  When he got home he had bought matching sweaters for him and me to wear to the gym. What a sweety!

They sure are ugly.  Not exactly ugly like the other sweaters, but he was soo cute to try.

They sure are ugly. Not exactly ugly like the other sweaters, but he was soo cute to try.

The party was fun and everyone was so happy to see my handsome hubby there.  The past week I have felt closer to him than I ever have before.  I might even go cross country skiing with him sometime, LOL!

One weird thing happened.  I thought that I saw Cari down the corridor from the boxing room.  I called her name and waved but she just disappeared into a locker room.  I could tell Röbby had seen her too.  He was so upset for me that he turned bright red.  She must be really excited about my Christmas present!

Holiday Gift Guide

I have been wanting to share all the wonderful things I have bought for my family this Christmas, but I didn’t want to share it in time for that idiot Margie to just copy it, like she copies everything I do.  I decided to wait until now, when everything good has sold out, so that everyone can be envious of the thoughtfully curated choices I have made for my lucky, lucky family.

In the past I have bought all of my gifts for Röbert and the boys on Black Friday, based on what was on sale at Best Buys and Toys R Us.  This year I realized what a terribly middle class thing Black Friday is when I read a few articles, and I decided to be more mindful in my purchases for the boys.  It is very in trend to be mindful of one’s purchases.

I do want to remind everyone that Merlin wrote a letter to Santa in which he asked for nothing except for Santa to make Ty happy.  No can do.  I tried to contact Ty and was stopped by his nutty family.  Maybe Santa can send him a new girlfriend, a nice American one this time, but otherwise, the guy has to CHOOSE to be happy.

For Röb I was very mindful of everything except budget.  But what is money anyway?  It is a borgeouis concept.  I know he loves to be active so I bought him some human underwater jetpacks.

Cool, right?

Cool, right?  I am sure he will love them as long as he never sees the Visa bill.

Hummus’s school sent out an approved gift list and reminded us that Christmas is the celebration of a very holy event, blah, blah, blah.  The Fourth of July is a celebration of a boring political meeting in Philadelphia, but that doesn’t make it wrong to eat that cake with the Cool Whip and blueberries on it, right?  So I got the requisite Noah’s Ark for Hummus to make Miss Sherrilyn happy.

At least it looks nice. Maybe I can display it somewhere because I can't imagine him sitting still long enough to play with this thing.

At least it looks nice. Maybe I can display it somewhere because I can’t imagine him sitting still long enough to play with this thing.

I also got him a very classy looking ride-upon Saab, one of my favorite car brands, because it looks expensive.

Very stylish. This one also can be displayed.

Very stylish. This one also can be displayed.  It actually is kind of costy but not like jetpack costy.

Hummus likes cars, but I hate those tacky cheap Hot Wheels.  This year he is getting  Scandanavian design cars.

Fun! They can be whatever he imagines!

Fun! They can be whatever he imagines!

Like I said, Merlin wants Ty to be happy and THAT IS ALL.  I am a generous mother though, so I bought him a toy.  It is a doll that he can use to play with Starling and her dolls.  Maybe he can pretend to be an admirer and all of Starlings dolls can reject his doll and then laugh at his doll behind his doll’s back.

Poor doll is not going to get far in life with that stupid outfit, but you have to buy what you can find when you shop at the very last minute.

Poor doll is not going to get far in life with that stupid outfit, but you have to buy what you can find when you shop at the very last minute.

Starling always asks for the same thing, a Samantha doll from American Girl, because Samantha is the classiest.

This year I bought her three dolls and lots of clothing.

This year I bought her three Samantha dolls and lots of clothing.

Samantha also always needs new accessories so I bought a couple of things.

We have almost every accessory, but the snack cart is cute and she can have some of the old Samantha dolls who hair isn't as pretty "work" there.

We have almost every accessory, but the snack cart is cute and she can have some of the old Samantha dolls with hair that isn’t as pretty “work” there.

All of the Samanthas need their own beds. They look so cute lined up next to each other.

All of the Samanthas need their own beds. They look so cute lined up next to each other.

I also bought her the “doll of the year”, Grace, because she is exclusive and collectible.  Also she is French which will hopefully inspire Starling in her goals of being a model and being skinny.

I couldn't resist the whole play set too. Ooh lala! It is tres bien.

I couldn’t resist the whole play set too. Ooh lala! It is tres bien.

She also wanted a karaoke machine so she can have karaoke parties.

I had to buy some of the One Direction music on Ebay because I couldn't find it on Amazon until it was all sold out (I thought they were called No Direction). I hope they really are unopened and from a smoke-free household.

I had to buy some of the One Direction music on Ebay because I couldn’t find it on Amazon until it was all sold out (I thought they were called No Direction). I hope they really are unopened and from a smoke-free household.

I also bought her a little electric car to tool around the neighbohood in.  This one is equipped with a sound system.  I hope the neighbors like Taylor Swift.

Adorable!

Adorable!

I filled in with some lil’ stocking stuffers like an Apple Watch and Iphone six and a drone and one of those Hoverboard thingys.

It should be a wonderful Christmas, especially if Röbert got me this:

This would look so cute on me!

This would look so cute on me!

and not this:

No. Not even funny.

No. Not even funny.

I am a very thoughtful person.