Weird Dream

So I had this weird dream last night that is actually quite easy to psychoanalyze. I dreamt that it was Christmas Eve (not a far reach) and I heard one of the kids get up in the middle of the night. They like to get up at about 2 or 3 in the morning and see what Santa brought them and then they go back to bed. Well, in my dream, I heard someone get up and I realized they were going to see what Santa had left them and I realized that Santa forgot to come and I didn't even have any presents wrapped for when they woke up in the morning! I was totally stressed! What have I learned from this? Although my shopping is finally done, I'm going to spend the day wrapping presents so that even if Santa doesn't come (have they been good ALL year???) at least there can be something under the tree.

"ALL I NEED TO KNOW ABOUT LIFE I LEARNED FROM A SNOWMAN... "

*It's okay if you're a little bottom heavy.
*Hold your ground, even when the heat is on.
*Wearing white is always appropriate.
*It takes a few extra rolls to make a good midsection.
*We're all made up of mostly water.
*You know you've made it when they write a song about
you.
*Avoid yellow snow.
*Don't get too much sun.
*It's embarrassing when you can't look down and see your
feet.
*It's fun to hang out in your front yard.
*Always put your best foot forward.
*There's no stopping you once you're on a roll.
*Live each day as if it were your last

Merry Christmas!

Christmas Tree

After my insanely crazy week of nine basketball games in five days in three different cities with three different children, I had a one hour block today (before basketball games) where I wanted to get our Christmas tree. We're expecting rain this week and I really hate looking for trees when they're wet, so I really wanted to go today. None of the kids wanted to go with us. Kelsie hates the smell of pine (she cannot wait to move out and have a fake tree!), so she wouldn't go with us. Trevor had basketball practice, so he couldn't go with us and Branden...I don't really remember why he didn't go with us--this morning seems so long ago!

So, Chris and I headed up to our local Home Depot to pick out a Christmas tree. We used to go and cut down a tree, but we've become too fond of the noble fir's at Home Depot...and we had a major time constraint. What a strange experience it was to look for a tree without the kids. We haven't done that for sixteen years! It was more stressful then I thought it would be, since I actually had to pick which one I wanted all by myself, and I really don't like to make decisions. But, we finally found one. We brought it home and stuck it in a bucket of water and left it on the front porch since we didn't have time to do anything with it. Hopefully we can bring it in the house and get it decorated tomorrow...or sometime soon.

I learned some very helpful hints today while Christmas tree shopping from this family that I followed around because I was so impressed with them.
Helpful hint #1: Gloves. They all had on a pair of gloves--just simple cheap latex gloves so that your hands aren't all sappy and sticky (and stinky) for the rest of the day. I was so impressed that the lady even offered me some gloves (of course, she's so prepared she brought extra gloves.)
Helpful hint #2: Scissors. Scissors? Yes, scissors. My philosphy with picking the perfect Christmas tree is if it's already been unwrapped and looked and not chosen, it must be a loser tree. So Chris keeps unwrapping Christmas tree after Christmas tree until we find one we like. Scissors would make that SO much faster!
Next year, I will be so prepared!

It's That Time of Year...

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Celebrity Sighting

RIS SMOOT/Acorn Newspapers FAST BREAK—Royal High's Heather Tomaszewski, center, races the court for defensive position as Kelsie Oberender pushes the ball up the floor during Monday's practice session at RHS.

Kelsie was VERY excited this morning to see her picture in the newspaper. Yes, that means it is officially basketball season and with both Kelsie and Trevor playing high school basketball this year, my life is crazy. I have a basketball schedule on my fridge with practices and games highlighed in different colors for each child so I can remember who needs to be where and when. That doesn't even include Branden's basketball schedule. My favorite thing is when I cross out the date at the end of each day and realize I survived another day of basketball. Three weeks down...ten weeks to go.

Fa La La La La...

I have a confession to make. I know it's not even Thanksgiving, but I have started to listen to Christmas music. I LOVE Christmas music. I don' t know why, but I just do. There's this radio station (KOST 103.5 for you Christmas junkies) that started playing Christmas music a few days ago and will continue to play Christmas tunes all day long until December 25th. There's nothing like driving around in nice sunny 85 degree weather while listening to Christmas music. It seems to relax me. I'm a little nicer driver, just like at Christmas time. You know, like letting a car come into my lane, or not being impatient at pedestrians walking slowly in crosswalks. I just seem to have the Christmas spirit a little bit earlier, that way it lasts longer! My kids hate the constant Christmas music, but they know the rule--no changing the station or complaining or I will just sing the Christmas songs louder!

Ah...to be young again!

Kelsie's going with a friend to the midnight showing of Twilight! Yes, on a school night ( I know, it's totally against everything I believe in as a mother--but not as a Twilight fan!) So, here's the plan. They leave at 7pm to wait in line--they already have tickets but you have to stand in line for five hours to get a good seat and hang out with all the other people with Twilight obsessions. The movie will run from midnight to about 2:15 am, so she'll sleep from about 2:45-4:45 in the morning when she gets up for seminary. Two hours of sleep then a full day of school including seminary, a math test, and a two hour basketball practice. I wish I could do it...but when I think about it I just want to curl up in my bed.