Bein' daily satisfied: Ok, I'm a little tardy.

Can you believe that it's been 2 weeks since I updated my bloggity-blog-blog?

2 whole weeks.

Crazy, eh?

Well, it is Christmas Eve and surprisingly, I am ready~ish. Ha ha! More ready than I have ever been but still not totally ready. The boy and the girl have been in bed for an hour and a half and the boy is still wide awake. He keeps coming out to check on the carrot and banana that we left on the deck for the reindeer. Little known fact - reindeer prefer grapes but will eat bananas in a pinch. :)

Santa is having some homemade goodies and a glass of chocolate milk. Who knew he liked vico?!?

Almost a year ago, the Man and I spent a week in Sweden which ( I think) is the birthplace of Santa. We hung out with a Same (pronounced Saw Me) reindeer herder. She is the "chief" (they don't use that term) of her village and was very, very cool. Such an amazing woman. I really liked her. I'll post more about this at a later time and show you more of our pictures. She was getting close to retirement and had sold off the bulk of her herd but still kept a small herd of her favorite reindeer, her pets . . .

which we ate . . .

while they ate. Ha ha ha!

Reindeer is GOOD!

Since beginning this blog entry, the boy has decided that he is tired enough to go to sleep so I can get on with my final preparations with a little less risk of getting caught. There is still a risk as those two have a tendency to "tag team" me, y'know what I mean? One falls asleep, the other fights it until they can no longer keep their eyes open, finally falls asleep, there is about 10 minutes of silence which gives me a false sense of security and I start in on a task, try to take a nap, a shower, whatever and then the other one wakes up. This is one of the many reasons why I am not a napper.

In the spirit of the season, let's take a look at a photo of Christmas past . . .

The girl and the boy one year ago today.

She got that dress for her birthday and she was so in love with it. She called it her pwincess dwess. Aaaaawwwwww . . . too cute. She looks really different with hair, doesn't she.

I have a tendency to dress the boy by my interpretation of how men "dress up", which is mainly clean jeans, a button up shirt and a t-shirt, with a nice tight neck hem, underneath. Poor kid. He'll likely opt to dress himself as soon as he can.

Man, you don't realize how time really does fly until you have kids. *sniff*

It's time for me to sign off. The longer I am awake, the more calories I consume. I didn't do ANY baking until 2 days ago and I only made one batch of about 6 different things. I so don't need any extras around after tomorrow. Every time I walk by the goodies I have one. It's so sick. Seriously.

This is me after only 2 days of mindless snacking.