It's 8:30 a.m. and I've already consumed 2 ice cream sandwiches. Just wanted to get that off my chest.
This morning I scared the hell out of Sweety. He got up to go to work at 5 a.m. and I just had a feeling that he would have to turn around and come back home so I stood (in the dark and eating an ice cream sandwich) by the door in the kitchen and yelled at him when he opened the door. The look on his face was priceless. Total and complete shock. I'm glad he didn't have a heart attack.
BigBrother hid in the pantry a couple of weeks ago and scared me when he jumped out. He's been warned that he is on my list of people to do something horrible to and that he'll just have to suck it up whenever I get him back. I'm planning on doing something that he will remember as a defining moment in his childhood. I'll put some money in his therapy fund to make up for it.
We are still Christmas treeless. We went to the stores that sell live trees last night and they didn't have any! Sweety has a theory that fake trees cause divorce so he didn't want to get one but we might have to. I see that Midwestern City Boy & California Girl have a nice looking fake tree up - maybe I'll point that out to Sweety as an exception to his "fake trees = doom" theory. Hey Sweety! Maybe fake trees lead to lots of sex!
I haven't done any Christmas shopping yet. I pretty much know what I'm getting for people and plan on fighting the masses at the mall this weekend to get it all done. I like buying things for people but I despise all of the freaking people that are everywhere at this time of year. I've discovered that if I look at the floor and talk to myself as I'm walking around stores that people usually give me space.