Wow, one week until Jesus's birthday bash, can you believe it?<--I can't. Where did December go and more importantly, has anyone figured out where the missing socks disappear to when washed? There's a vortex in the universe, I swearz.
Anywho, I've yet to get absolutely anything worth a crap done but am determined to, this weekend. And note to my loyal readers: The week of December 27th, Candyland will be on a much-needed hiatus from just about everything interwebrelated. I will miss you, yesyes, but I will make sure there is something absofreakinhilarious (or something like it) (okay, maybe they won't be the funniest things you've ever seen) (I'll try) each day for your eyes to bathe in.
Random Fact: Whilst opening the non-stick spray, I squeezed the lid a bit too tight as it unhinged and the butter-flavored spray shot me in the eye. Now my eyes are in a constant state of blur.
Random Fact: I am, apparently, the mother who drops a kid's cookie at snack time, dusts it off and puts it back on his or her plate at the offspring's Christmas party...it seems normal until I notice other mother's eyes. Whoopsi.
After the way this week started, I'm surprised we made it to Friday! But let me tell you, IT WAS WORTH IT! I think I love you all more than every, if that's even possible. This weekend, I...er...uhh...Santa will be doing the present making crap. If only he could give everyone New Meds stickers, posters and CDs, all would be right with the world.
Tell me friends, is Santa done in your hood or does he need to crack the whip on the elves?
Candylandfeelsnormalagain (ifsheeverwas). OUT.