Even Santa Showers

Well, I thought I was all sorts of cool buying a Peanuts Advent Calendar that has chocolate in it. Then the hubby insisted that I purchase a Lego Advent Calendar because the one we had from last year was so much fun! Well, I checked it out online tonight and what I saw sealed the deal....Santa is taking a shower.
We are not a "Santa" believing family. We celebrate Christmas as the Birth of Christ (yeah, yeah I know all about the dates not being quite right and all that). However, with the abundance of boy-humor that has recently hit our house, I think naked Santa is the perfect fun way to continue to throw a little Santa humor into our holiday.

Tomorrow, I am off to find a Lego Advent calendar.

The Brady Bunch

I don't really like the kids watching mainstream commercialized television. In our location we have a Christian channel that shows some gold ol' fashion programming with no commercials. The hubby and I call it Christian PBS. We occasionally allow the kids to watch Little House on the Prairie or Gomer Pyle. However, lately the big thrill has come from watching the "new" show The Brady Bunch.

Funny how I used to have a crush on Greg Brady, and now I'm thinking that Mr. Brady is kindof dreamy! Also, my goodness, I so wish I could have every.single.outfit. in Carol Brady's wardrobe. Seriously, I was born in the wrong generation.

I will confess to feeling very unchristian coveting an Alice. I don't understand how Mrs. Brady is a SAHM, yet she has a chef, housekeeper, personal shopper, and basically all-around fun live-in girlfriend.

One of the things I notice tonight was that the kids have very few toys in their rooms/around the house. Nobody is playing the Wii arguing about who will be Mario and who will be Luigi. There aren't Lego's waiting to embed themselves into an unsuspecting foot. There are books, and radios and swingsets and friends over. As I work on my journey of re-organizing my unwinding life, I look with glee towards a simpler life.

An Introduction

Unfortunately, I had some issues with getting back into one of my other blogs, and so as soon as I have more than one second to sit down, I will transfer the recipes and other fun things over here.

So here I am starting a new place to set free all of the things that are unraveling around me.

My latest issue is that my husband has caused me to become addicted to the TV show Lost. I hear you saying, hey lady, Lost ended over a year ago. Umm, yeah, I know. I never watched a season EVER when it was on for real. Then BAM one day last month I'm home sick for work and decide to hulu the first episode, and well, I'm now mid-way through Season 5. I don't even want to think about how much time I've spent sitting in front of the computer watching TV, when I could have been doing something better with my time.

I think the appeal for me to enjoy Lost is that I'd secretly like to be stuck on an island away from work, home, money and stress. Or maybe I need to create my own island, which definitely sounds more reasonable. So raise your glass (coffee, water, Coca-Cola Classic, or Merlot all work for me depending on thee time of day) and toast to coming along for this ride with me while I seek to reduce the stress in my much-frazzelled life.