I imagine that I will welcome in 2008 in the same exciting fashion I welcomed in 2006 and 2007–sleeping.

:::sigh:::

Sad, I know, but staying up is completely beyond me.  I am not a night owl.  I am never too excited to sleep.  I have a set amount of hours that I can go and when those hours have expired–usually around 9:30, right after Everybody Loves Raymond goes off–I’m done.  I “hit the wall” and am down for the count. 

What about you?  Do you have any exicting New Year’s Eve plans?  A fancy dinner?  Fireworks with family?  Or, like me, will you celebrate in dream land, hoping the resolutions you’re about to make will actually stick?

…to celebrate Christmas!  I’ve got double duty this week at the Soapbox Queens and it was my turn to host our montly contest, which gave me another day and I thought to myself, “Self, you don’t have time for this.  You have to bake little smokies and make cheeseballs and run from pillar to post and back again and at some point actually celebrate Christmas.”

There might have even been a little cussing in there, but I edited for content because I am thoughtful that way. 

Anyway, I digress.  Frequently. 

Ahem.

So…long story short I’m going to take this week off from my blog and will return with new and exciting posts full of the rambling mediocrity you’ve come to expect from me starting December 31st.

In the mean time, here’s wishing you a very  and a blessed New Year.

The kids are out of school.  Full-blown Christmas mania starts for our family Saturday at 4 o’clock.  The book is not quite done–though I am getting there–and we’re going be celebrating non-stop until the day after Christmas.

Pray for me and I’ll pray for you.  Safe holiday travel, no high family drama, everyone likes their gifts, etc…

Have a great weekend!

Thank you.

My kids are taking exams this week.  Need I say more? 

Your turn…

…to the Soapbox Queens!  I’m blogging there today and have something of supreme importance to say to you.

Actually, that’s a lie.  At this very moment, I have no idea what I’m going to blog about over there today.  But it sounded better than you can tune into my normal mindless ramblings, didn’t it?

I recently bought a bag of nuts for the Holidays.  Actually, I bought them to use for decoration more than to eat, but I did go ahead and get a nutcracker in case my kids wanted to shell a few pecans.  Imagine my surprise when I realized that neither one of my children could recognize a pecan in the shell.  Or a walnut, or Brazil nut, or even an almond for that matter.  They did recognize a chestnut, but only because we’d seen a show on the Food Network about them.

Is this normal?  Have I fallen down on the job here?  Do your kids/siblings/etc…know their nuts? 

These are things I need to know.

Well done, grasshoppers.  Well done.

Pick three, totally selfish wishes.  I wish…

…I could magically lose thirty pounds.

…I never had to balance my checkbook again because I have a self-replenishing account.

…I had a *real* office.

Your turn.  And remember–be selfish!

Click on over to the Soapbox Queens and see what I’m   about today!