Don't complicate this by going to Costco. There is no "Goodwill Toward Men" at Costco the Sunday after Turkey Day. It's more like someone released fire-breathing dragons into a roman coliseum for a no-holds-barred battle to the death.
In an attempt to recoup- I ordered pizza for dinner. We ate in the kitchen where, despite the clean-out, things still smelled off. Even with a cold they smelled off to me. Know why? Somebody, God help us, pooped under the kitchen table!
I just hope it was one of the dogs.
Maybe they've had it with Turkeys too.
I really do love the togetherness of the holidays. Really. I do. Did I mention the fabulous dinner the Eldest Unnamed One made for us last night? Or the Margaritas Marti and I downed while playing Apples to Apples with the kids? Or the funny things they say when they're all together, home for the holidays?
It's just the clean up I can't stand. The clean-up, the chaos, the cold...and the dead laptop.
But oh, did we have fun!
It may have been a mess and I may feel a bit crabby now- but damn, we had fun!
So yeah, a month from now, I'll be right back here, crabby, exhausted and still smiling from the good times I had doing the Holiday thing all over again.
Now, where did I put those Chicken Wire Light Balls? And has anybody seen the twinkle light reindeer?
