I drafted this BEFORE Mini was positive for covid:
Lots to do, particularly since we aren't planning to go to Budapest anymore. I need to shop.
The tree is still in the garage. Curly's birthday is the 19th. Tank is still waiting for me to whip up his requested birthday dinner. Gifts need to be decided on, bought, ordered. Something. I might get Curly a season pass to Great America, one of her BFFs has a season pass so she'd have a buddy to go with.
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You're hiring turtles?
I tried to get Christmas shopping done Wednesday night. Operative word: tried.
After dropping Curly at dancing, I drove to Dick's Sporting Goods. I had to return Reg's b-ball shoes. Note: he isn't buying a pair because someone called his shoes BROKE-ASS, but those shoes are a year old and he needs a new pair. He bought these the week before, wore them a bit during practice, and didn't like them. After I parked, I noted that I was incredibly dizzy. I sat making a list. It didn't get any better, the dizziness that is . . . clearly the Christmas shopping doesn't get any better until after you've actually put a dent in it.
I went in the store. Asked an employee to find the pair of shoes Reg wanted to swap out. He went in the back and grabbed them. I bent over to look through a display of basketball socks and almost fell over. When I shared this with Tank, I told him that I worried someone would think I was drunk. He died laughing. I've had a very hard time finding Elite basketball socks for my 3 b-ball players. Finding them didn't make me almost fall over, it was the dizzy head thing. While bent over, I gathered as many as I could in the right sizes. I was having a hard time balancing.
By balancing, I mean me not falling over. But since I bought over $275 worth of Elite b-ball socks, um . . . I guess I was also struggling to balance the importance of good socks with other essential items for our family, like food.
I made it through the checkout, got in my car, and aborted my plan to go to my fav department store, Von Maur. I credit my allergy shots for the dizziness, usually I just get tired. I'd gotten my shots in the afternoon - just before my YOU-HAVE-HIGH-CHOLESTEROL physical.
Is it me? anyone else struggle to say 'physical' without humming, LET'S GET PHYSICAL, PHYSICAL?
DRAFTING AFTER THE POSITIVE COVID:
The pressure is sort of off. I want to get the gifts that I need, but I had to cancel my Mon-Wed babysitting jobs, no income for me. Ouch. Without babysitting, how can I afford the socks I bought? I have more free time though. Um, when I cancelled my sitting, I happened to look at the calendar. I've been thinking that I was sitting through the 23rd, but Wed is only the 22nd - so it's like I found a day. Also, we can make the tots' ornaments that we gift them each year whenever, since we won't be seeing them before Christmas.
Per the doc, the rest of the family doesn't have to isolate since we'd been vaccinated, unless we get symptoms. So I hit the mall HARD . . . in case I go down. I was in race-the-clock mode, more than usual.
Ed asked me to help him shop for his girlfriend. He thought jewelry. Smart guy. I suggested Von Maur. Of course.
Curly had plans to see the Spiderman movie at a mall down the street from the mall I was going to. The girl she was going with said she'd still go even though Curly's sis now had covid. Long and boring, but meeting up with this girl (who isn't one of Curly's close friends, but a girl who digs Marvel) was more of a headache than Mini was experiencing from covid. Ridiculous. Once I realized that her high school age brother was dropping her off, the confusion became a little more clear.
It took me FOREVER to exit the mall lot after I dropped Curly with the friend, because hello Sat. before Christmas. Meanwhile in a separate car, Ed was doing me a solid, returning the NEXT pair of non broke-ass shoes at Dick's between the two malls. The employee who got them out of the back for me must've also been dealing with a dizzy spell Wed. night. Wrong.shoes. Reg can order his shoes online. Good grief.
Ed texted me a photo of the line at Dick's. A mile long. He accidentally sent the pic 3 times. I was like: I get it. I'm not getting to Von Maur in lightning speed anyway, please don't abort the return-shoes mission.
Eventually we found a very delicate, feminine necklace by Coach that was on sale. I texted Mini's BFF to ask what she thought. Mini, like her mother, doesn't accessorize. Fun fact: Mini's BFF's mom and I attended one of those jewelry parties YEARS ago at someone's house.
I turned to her and said: I DON'T REALLY ACCESSORIZE.
She looked at me blankly: DO YOU TAKE MEDICATION FOR THAT? HOW DO YOU NOT ACCESSORIEZE?
Still makes me laugh. BFF agreed, this was a great gift. Me: DOES THAT MEAN YOU THINK THERE IS HOPE FOR ME?
Ed drove off and I powered through the men's department solo. I wasn't planning on getting lotsa clothes, but when I demanded that the boys organize the bedrooms that have been swapped and re-swapped out with different residents of late, I few things became clear. First of all, Reg owns hand-me-downs exclusively. He wears a Cobra Kai hoodie that he got last year for Christmas daily. We're sick of seeing it, and I'm tired of begging him to let me wash it.
He told me that he has no other hoodies. How? There are days when I believe that our house is nothing more than a hoodie storage facility. With two boys home from college, I asked them to give Reg any hoodies that no longer fit, etc. Reg scored some nice stuff from Ed. Nothing ratty. I decided: REG NEEDS HIS OWN THREADS.
Ed approached me with a quarter zip, workout jacket during the room cleaning. It was time to retire it. As he showed me the holes in it, he pointed out that he'd gotten it for his 16th b-day and had worn it thousands of times. He's now 21.
So, I bought 16 gifts in the men's department for the 5 men who live here. Probably 7 of those gifts are for Red. Only one is for Coach and he'll take it back, guarantee. Only 2 for Lad because he has too many clothes anyway. He admitted the other day that we don't need to get him anything since we're letting him stay here with the dog and all. Good point, but I can't have him open nothing. I plan to wrap up a doll bed from the basement as a reminder that we gifted him with a mattress for his leaning tower, made-from-a-coffee-table bed.
Good 'ole Von Maur boxed 'em up at the register. While she boxed, I explained: SO WE WERE MAYBE GOING TO GO TO BUDAPEST . . . I JUST STARTED SHOPPING TODAY. She wore a big-ass smile for the commission she'd just earned as she pretended to be interested in my life story. I labeled each box with a name, and took them to be gift wrapped for free. The woman in gift wrap gulped when she saw me and my 16.
As she jotted down my info and prepared the order, I launched into my: SO WE WERE GONNA GO TO BUDAPEST . . . GETTING IT ALL DONE IN ONE DAY mantra.
It isn't just you that I overshare with.
Curly was bummed that we cancelled her birthday party Sat. night. I promised to reschedule.
More bedroom shuffling due to our covid-kid. Curly slept with me. Coach insisted he'd do fine on the floor. She could've done the basement pullout, but Finn sleeps in a crate down there. Well, I was up crazy early and didn't want to keep her up, so I snuck downstairs to share the latest with all of you. I want to share Mini's college search with you, but as always there is some serious back story, so you can look forward to that after Christmas along with a whole list of stuff I never got around to telling you this year.
Hope you and yours enjoy a Merry Christmas, or whatever else you might celebrate, if you're like the Shenanigans then you're mid b-day-celebrate-mode too. Wishing you all the best this season. I hope you know how much I appreciate all of you. I enjoy sharing laughs with you, and your comments and support have truly been a blessing during this challenging year.
Enjoy. Celebrate. Relax. Stay healthy. Report back.
Merry Christmas to you and yours!
I was wrapping presents and realized that somehow, my oldest wasn't getting much of anything. There was some Amazon panic buying, and now I think she's OK. This is a child who very specifically said she did not want clothes for Christmas.
My middle kid is spending Christmas with my parents. Left on 12/17, returns on 12/18. Her presents are mostly things that were supposed to be for her 11/11 birthday, but didn't show up on time.
My youngest actually lucks out for hand-me-downs, because now, she's the tallest of my children. Her sisters are also very slightly built and she is much more athletic. Therefore, everything she gets is new, and she gets to hand down to her older sisters. She did throw me for a loop in late October, when she decided that she was going to play soccer in high school (hadn't played since 4th grade). We managed to find a pair of cleats locally, but had to order shin guards and socks, because everything was sold out.
Kara - That was the one good thing about shopping for all the boys at once - I laid out all the stuff I was considering and made piles and decision right there in the store. Ed is getting a few things only because he needs things for traveling abroad . . . not that we've gotten those things yet, but he could care less when we do it. He'd probably like to choose his backpack for travel on his own. He seemed unimpressed that my travel-abroad backpack is in the attic. Shock. I'm thrilled that Von Maur wraps everything. I ordered the girls some jeans from Zara because we need the length. So things like that still need to be wrapped. Very nice that you let your daughter visit grandparents for Christmas. I don't get the Elite sock shortage - more people staying home, so more of them honing in on their b-ball skills on their driveway?
Merry Christmas Ernie. I hope you have a happy and healthy break. Thanks for your posts this year and for keeping us well entertained. I know it’s been a tough year for you all and I’m wishing you a much happier 2022. Keep churning out these blog posts, I love reading them, they really are my favourite read xx
I thought I was busy when my 4 were young, but you bring it to a whole new level! I get dizzy just reading about your schedule. Evening out the gifts is tough! I think it’s really sweet for Ladd so say you’ve already given him enough. Sounds like that young man is making progress.
Going to a department store where they wrap your gifts FOR you. I need to remember that for next year.
I am currently sick with a cold. At least, that's what I'm hoping it is. As a result, I haven't done any baking, wrapping, or anything else. Mike is traveling, so I'm watching tv with my girls when I'm not catching up on blog reading. :)
Merry Christmas to you and your family!
I Had a nice giggle at the I don't ONLY overshare with you! You are the best.
So sorry the trip wasn't a GO and that Mini is sick. Praying that the rest of you stay healthy and that she feels well enough to enjoy Christmas. I'd sell my big toe to be a fly on the wall at your house Christmas morning; ya'll are a hoot!
Oh, so glad the dizziness went away.
Cheers to a better 2022!
I forgot to add TURTLES NEED JOBS TOO.
What is it with hoodies? And flannel shirts 9ver hoodies? But, my son loves them and I did get him ANOTHER hoodie for Christmas. At least I know that's one gift he will appreciate. Merry Christmas to you and your hilarious crew!
Charlie - Sorry for the delay, but you made my day. Thanks so much for the kind words. I was going to ask if anyone was interested in receiving my Christmas card and poem with updates on what the fam has done all year, but I never included that in a post. If you'd like a copy of my Christmas card/poem (warning: it's long, but it is funny) please email me your address. My email is my REAL last name, let me know if you haven't figured that out yet, then clan the number 7 at yahoo.
Wishing you a wonderful Christmas and all the best in 2022.
Pat - Sorry for the delay, removing Irish dancing from the schedule does promise to free up the schedule a bit. Waiting to start Christmas shopping thanks to my GREAT idea that we decided not to do has thrown me for a loop this year. I agree, I think Lad showed some real maturity when he made that statement. I told him all I wanted for Christmas was for him to get rid of some of what he owns (or maybe 1/2 of what he owns). Goodness, the amount of clothes he owns. He's put on some weight, so maybe he's holding on to stuff hoping to slim down? Regardless, it is a shit ton of clothes. He has been up in his room a lot since I made my request and I think he's actually working to eliminate. A Christmas miracle.
Kari - I'm not sure how near you live to a Von Maur, but FIND.A.WAY. to get there for your Christmas shopping. You could do it all in one day (well, practically) like I did and then get it all wrapped. It's huge. I only shop the sale racks there. They have good stuff and the racks/store is not a mumble jumble of racks like Macys.
Sorry about your cold. I've just scheduled my booster for today - Christmas Eve, if I decide to go with it I'm worried that I'll feel lousy on Christmas. I can't decide what to do.
Have a Merry Christmas, friend.
Suz - Ed would not let me send his girlfriend's family my Christmas poem. He called me an oversharer. Who ME? It does sound different when my kid calls me that. ;)
Mini is getting stir crazy. She insists that she should not be confined to a mask/her room since she's only contagious for 5 to 7 days. The 10 day isolation period, according to Mini, is so that we are cautious. She and Curly begged to go to a movie yesterday. Hell to the no. You're welcome surrounding community.
After you wrote that you'd like to be a fly on the wall, my college boys got home from their warehouse job and during dinner - which was grab what leftovers you prefer, I laughed my ass off. They were killing me with their humor. I thought, yes - a fly on the wall would get a kick out of this dynamic. I'll try to take notes to share.
I'm glad the dizziness went away too, but I'm contemplating getting my vaccine today, Christmas Eve. It's hard to find a spot, so I found a cancellation and I'm very undecided. I'd hate to end up getting covid later and end up missing 10 days of babysitting and whatever else is happening. Hmm.
Those poor unemployed turtles. So funny.
Merry Christmas to you! Enjoy your first year having a son. Hoping his feet don't smell up your house the way my boys' feet do. ;)
Beth - Yes, hoodies are the main event for this age group. Poor Reg has been exclusively wearing his Cobra Kai one from last Christmas and I suspect kids at school are like WHAT IS WITH THE KID WITH THE COBRA KIA HOODIE?
Wishing you and your a very Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas! Enjoy your holidays, Ernie!
Nicole - Thanks, you too. I' so grateful having found you and your blog. You are a delight. All the best this holiday season and in 2022.
I usually read blogs while on my coffee break at work and before I had a chance to leave a comment on Wednesday, the big boss came in to say, “we’re closing the building early, go home”. That hadn’t happened before so it was an unexpected but welcome Christmas surprise. So now I’m commenting from my phone.
I’ve never been to or even heard of Von Maur, I’d be all about a store that boxes up gifts at the register.
I hope you all have a Merry Christmas!
Jenny - Well, that was a small and fun Christmas miracle. Hooray for heading home early.
Von Maur - can't say enough good things about it. I have curbed my regular visits there over the years, well - I got lots of help with my Von Maur addiction from isolating early on. My bank account thanks you, covid.
Hope you have a very Merry Christmas. Thanks for commenting this year. I enjoy hearing from you *cue the music* West Virginia, Mountain Mama. ;)
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