|Dress: Target | Jacket: JcPenney | Shoes: Target | Bag: Rue 21 (similar) | Scarf: Sam Moon (similar) | Bracelets: Gallery & Forever 21|
I'm baaaaaaaack!!!! Praise the Lord! I have a ton of blog catching up to do. Thank you for all your comments, tweets, emails and texts. You ladies are the best. It feels good to be back to the land of the living and to have my husband sleep with me again. Whatever crazy, evil virus I had, good riddance.
Speaking of husbands...HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ROSS!!!!
Today my own, personal Superman is another year older and another year wiser. He deserves more than I could ever give him. He is truly the best husband, dad, role model, companion and friend anyone could ever dream of having. Example, while I was on my death bed, he took Logan and her friend to their Girl Scout Christmas Bazaar with 500 other screeching girls and their mothers. When they got home I asked him how many dads where there. He said, "oh, about five." That will tell you something, people. I love you, babe. Can't wait to celebrate tonight. You deserve a nice prime rib and a couple of brewskies.
Now for some more random on Wednesday.
If you are looking for some fun, witty and original stocking stuffers or white elephant gifts, guess who has them? You guessed it, Target. I came across an entire end cap full of hilarious and clever little items. I wanted take one of each home, but decided on The Table Topics for our company party this weekend. I know, I should have gotten the unicorn corkscrew. What was I thinking? Take a peak at this, and this and this. Get there now. These clever goodies won't last long.
While we are on the subject of Christmas, here's a sneeky peaky of our Christmas cards! I am beside myself on how they turned out. I am more beside myself that I have to address them all now. Gettin' it done today even if it kills me. Thanks for an amazing deal, Shutterfly. And thank you, Melanie, for the fantastical photography.
Okay, are you ready for a proud mom moment? Guess what my eldest child learned to do?
Yep, the classic armpit fart and no, this is not MY child. I thought this ended back in 1987. I tried not to laugh as she demonstrated her new skill, but told her with the best straight face possible, "Logan, this is NOT lady like and doesn't show your personal best." Let's just say, she hasn't done it since. Momma means business in this house.
A friend of mine on Facebook pointed out to me that T-Swift and I are twinsies. OMG. Say it ain't so. I think I might have died a little. Okay, so her sweater cost 3x as much as mine, but who cares. We do have a connection...I just knew it. We are FEARLESS and foxy!
Now onto something that touched and broke my heart at the same time. I was reading Katie's blog yesterday about the story of her friend's little girl who is currently battling the nasty disease we all call cancer. I read little Maggie's story and cried the whole way through.
I just don't understand why this happens to precious, innocent children who have done nothing in this world but make it a better and happier place. I felt helpless sitting there reading her story and wanting nothing more than to just reach through the screen and wrap my arms around this little angel. I have two girls of my own and cannot even fathom what Maggie's parents are going through. The only thing I could physically do was donate money to this family in hopes that it will relieve some of the medical bills stress or possibly help with the family's Christmas this year. I think we all can pitch in $5 and give this season to a family and little girl in need. Don't buy your Starbuck's today. Skip out on that Big Mac. You don't need that new Essie nail polish. This family needs us. Please. You can go to Katie's blog, read the full story and donate there. Thank you.
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