1. Let me give you an idea of how tired I've been lately. The other night, I was reading a book (an ACTUAL book, not an e-reader) and came across an underlined word. I actually, literally tapped on it, thinking it was a hyperlink. Either I need more sleep or I need to get off the internet more. Probably both. The next morning, I was blow drying my hair. I tried to turn off the blow dryer by flipping the light switch. Last night I pointed the TV remote at the lamp instead of the TV. The lamp is on the opposite side of the room as the TV.
2. We got our first big snow yesterday. It was everything I wanted it to be. After running to the library, we stayed home with Christmas music on all day. What I completely forgot about, however, was that I have to dig my car out of the ice and snow. Bundling a toddler up for the walk to the car, then unbundling her to get in the car seat, then scraping ice off all the windows is enough to make me rethink my love for winter. And then there's the whole lugging groceries and a toddler inside when the sidewalk is a sheet of ice and it's 12 degrees outside. The good news is, I got my cardio for the day. If we're ever blessed enough to be like normal people with a garage, I'm going to instantly gain 10 lbs from the lack of schlepping.
3. If you can look past the super salty language, the 2016 Hater's Guide to the Williams-Sonoma Catalog is the funniest thing on the internet. I wait on pins and needles every year for this to come out. Definitely the best part of Christmas.
4. There needs to be a way to opt-out of Elf on the Shelf pictures on social media. It's so dumb, I don't care, and I don't want to see it. To be fair, a lot of people probably feel that way about the Instagram stories I post of Gracie's long-winded speeches and toddling around with her walker.
5. There is no plan for another baby any time soon or possibly ever, but James and I have been talking about baby names a lot lately. Our discussions get heated every single time. We see completely eye to eye on most things in life, but when it comes to baby names, we couldn't be more opposite. Naming a baby is something that should be discussed in pre-martial counseling. Forget finances--these are the important issues that can divide a couple forever.
6. Tomorrow, the high is supposed to be 12 degrees. I've had a roast in the freezer for a month, so I'm going to put it in the crockpot tomorrow and make mashed potatoes and other comfort foods. There's snow on the ground, and Gracie and I are going to stay home and watch Christmas movies in our pajamas and maybe even bake some cookies. I am so ready for it.
7. I finally watched Little Women this week. It was everything I dreamed it would be. Of course I wish they could focus on every little nuance of the book, but I loved every second of it. I know it's late in the game, but I might have to write a letter to Santa asking him to get it for me for Christmas.
8. I bought a box of cornstarch at the store this morning. I looked around for Dean, but he wasn't there. I'm very disappointed. (This is a Gilmore Girls reference for anyone who thinks I lost my mind. Though after reading #1, you would have a valid point.) We finished Fuller House tonight, and after that and Gilmore Girls, I'm in a whirl of nostalgic emotions.
9. I apologize for the crudeness, but Gracie's unintentional potty mouth lives on. She's been pointing to the ball ornaments on the Christmas tree, and I'm trying to use them to teach her colors. She had "red ball" down pat for a few days, but then she pointed to a blue ball. Can you see where this is going? She now thinks every ball is blue, and she screams it loudly. We went to Target the other day, and there are giant red balls in front of the store. Gracie, being Gracie, pointed to them and screamed "BLUE BALLS! BLUE BALLS!" I was somewhere in the middle of laughing hysterically and wanting to crawl under the cart. In fact, she threw her yellow ball down the stairs tonight, over and over, yelling "blue ball! blue ball!" I went to go get it and was on my way back up when I, you guessed it, tripped and fell. I didn't fall far, but my knee slammed into the step. Once I pulled myself out of the fetal position, I jammed my toe on the stair. Later tonight, I was thinking about how I keep falling on the stairs, when I bumped into our green table, causing me to drop my book on the floor, where the bookmark fell out.
I'm ending this the way I started by saying I need to get more sleep so I can start functioning like a normal human. And on that note, I'm going to bed.
But right after I read a few more chapters. Just as soon as I figure out where my bookmark was.