A few notes of interest (and I use the term interest lightly).
1. I mentioned back in the summer that Gulley and I found out that Emily Robison is a member of our neighborhood pool. Sadly, she left on tour with the Dixie Chicks before we were able to strike up a lifelong friendship and become galpals. But, good news! She is back in town and our friend Julie has spotted her two days in a row. In case any of y’all are interested, she was shopping at Michael’s and bought a basketful of white and silver ornaments.
2. P came home from the ranch today with nothing short of a pure chigger infestation. It really looks lovely. I spent a better part of the afternoon painting him with fingernail polish while Caroline “helped”. Does fingernail polish really even work for chiggers? I guess we’ll know tomorrow.
3. I think I’ve made the momentous decision to let Caroline get a pet fish from Santa. She has been asking for one for awhile. I feel fairly sure that the fish won’t make it to see the New Year, especially since she asked if Santa could also bring a net, but at .99 cents it’s worth a try.
4. I had an appointment with Dr. Evil today, also known as my orthodontist. One of the best parts of these visits is his assistant who watches what he’s doing the whole time and makes helpful comments like, “Oh! That’s going to really hurt!”. She also asks me everytime if I’d like my wires in bright holiday colors. Oh yes, please and then we’ll wire my jaw shut so no one will see them.
He put a new steel wire on my bottom teeth and told me to wear rubber bands in the shape of a triangle because who really needs to eat during Christmas?
Best of all, the rubber bands give the whole look that extra something special.
5. Yesterday afternoon a man knocked on my front door. I didn’t open the door and just looked through our little window in the door to find out what he wanted. He explained that he was a painter and asked if he could drop his business card in our mailbox. He said that he was driving by and noticed our garage “looks terrible”. Thank you, thank you very much. Merry Christmas to you.
6. Caroline woke up this morning and broke all the rules for Santa’s upcoming visit. She pouted, she cried, she whined. Apparently the whole universe is conspiring against her this morning because we are out of pop-tarts and hot dogs. I don’t know who this is hardest on, but I feel like it’s me.
7. Bops came by yesterday evening wearing a very festive t-shirt with a huge, cartoonish depiction of Rudolph on the front from a 10k run that he participated in back in 1992. So, yes I come by my tendency to hold on to clothing very honestly. But, like he said, it looks brand new because he only wears it during the Christmas season. That’s right, Bops has seasonal apparel.
I am so sorry that I didn’t take a picture of it because words can’t do it justice. I love that he would wear a shirt like that just to make Caroline happy which has to be the reason he had it on…it definitely wasn’t because it’s stylish.
8. Last, but not least, we exchanged Christmas presents with Gulley’s kids today. On the way there, Caroline asked “Where’s Gulley’s present?” and I told her we don’t get Gulley a present. She said “Oh poor Gulley, we should get her a lobster”.
Because yes, that’s the gift on everyone’s list this year.
Here she is in her fancy new dress and shoes that Gulley bought. It’s only a matter of time before this ensemble makes an appearance at the neighborhood HEB.