Seriously, this never happens to me!
After hitting ‘Publish’ on my last post I poured myself a glass of wine, and got in the bath tub and tried to cry. Not for any reason, only because I thought I’d feel better if I did. Or maybe I thought I’d feel worse and give me an even better excuse to feel all Bah-Humbuggy.
Anyway, I couldn’t make myself cry. My sweet husband was in the garage working hard, filling orders for wine barrel works, and I was trying to have a good old fashioned pity party, without success, so I shaved my legs. And my arm pits, and not that anyone needs to know this, but I think I’ve set a PR for length of time between shaving my legs. And my pits. Sorry, just keeping in real.
ANNNNYwaaay…I was feeling sorry for myself when I remembered the sweetest phone call I received on Saturday. I received a phone call from a friend…we’ll call Martha. (this is not her real name) She asked me what day all of the Atkins were converging on my house for Christmas. I told her Christmas Eve, why? She said, (and I quote), (except for the name she used), “because ‘Mary’ and I want to come over and help you clean your house for your party.” I was stunned. I asked why on earth they would want to spend the morning of Christmas Eve cleaning someone else’s house and she said, (and I paraphrase) “because you have a big FREAKING house and you work full time and are never home!” We both laughed, I felt a little funny accepting this amazing offer, and she said we would make it fun, listen to LOUD Christmas music and drink mimosas!
She had me at mimosas.
so…Let’s Do Christmas!