2 dogs = insanity

Picture it:

(because it is funny...but mostly because I don't have a photo to share with you)

Me in my jammies (slipper boots, bed head..the works) chasing Stone's parent's dog down our driveway, through our yard and back up our driveway.

This little pup really gave me a run for my money.

Oh, and then he pooped in our living room.....awesome.

Deck the Halls!

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas......in our humble bungalow.

Lights off

Lights on

Next house we will hopefully have a mantel....I have a hand knitted stocking that I have had since I was a wee babe but Stone doesn't have one so we just go with these matching stockings mi Madre loaned to me.

(to do for next year: have a stocking made for Stone)

I bought this old door at a garage sale for $3. It leans in the corner of our family room. I keep meaning to paint it a funky color, but I kind of love it how it is....in all it's scratched up dingy glory.

Are you ready for Christmas?

Um.....I'm not. I still have a few gifts to buy and a bit more holiday cheer to round up.

Shake it. Shake it. Shake it like a polaroid picture.

I once posted about Stone and what happens to him on the dance floor at weddings.

This Saturday we went to the lovely wedding of two of our friends.

The bride was stunning. The groom was handsome. The venue was fantastic.

And Stone didn't disappoint.....

(please make note of the tie thrown over the shoulder to allow for maximum air guitar awesomeness)

I would like to state that this dancing phenomenon only happens at weddings. I'm not sure what gets into him!

PS: Check out the beads I was wearing. At some point during the insanity, they switched from a classy necklace to Rambo style bullet beads.....

La La La La La La

Yesterday (to the horror and embarrassment of two of my nieces) mi Madre and I had a Christmas tune sing along.

Thank you Madre for being a part of an awesome duet....

Someday, when Stone and I live in a bigger house, we will have mi Madre's old piano in our living room and we will gather round for a good old fashioned sing along.

Until then, the Christmas tunes flowing from the radio will have to do.

Burst

'POP'

That is the sound of my bubble being burst.

I was all geared up and ready to purchase these sweet little boots from here, when a big fat 'SOLD' popped up on my screen.

'POP'...bubble burst.

PS: Remember when Christmas is only two weeks away and I

A) shouldn't be shopping for myself

and

2) am having a medium to mild anxiety attack at how under prepared I am!!!!

Colonel Mustard in the Library with a Candlestick

Notice anything missing?

On two occasions we have come home to find a photo from our dining room wall, laying on the dining room floor.

Not broken, not upside down, not on top of the buffet that is directly below....just laying there. Almost as if it has been gently placed there.

Then the other night Stone and I came home and found the house to smell as if someone had been smoking inside.

(Stone and I are avid NON-smokers)

I think we have a ghost.

A smoking, picture moving ghost.

I don't feel good about it.

Keep it to yourself!

The problem with being practical, and purchasing Christmas gifts early, is that I am BURSTING to tell Stone what I got him.

I already caved and gave him one of his presents early....and not because he asked for it! I just walked into the room and said, "I'm gonna give you one of your Christmas presents today." to which he even went so far as to so, "Nah, you should save it for Christmas." Which only made me want to present him with a gift even more!!!!

I can't even tell you about the gift I am super pumped to give him. What if today is the day he decided to do his random read through of my recent posts?

How about I tell you what I already told him????

It was originally priced at $94.00 then marked down to $54 then when I went to pay it rang up as $41!!!!!!!!!!!! I literally yelped with glee.

PS: I know it is rude for the gift giver to tell the giftee the price of their gift, but we are talking about Stone here. He makes a special trip to another grocery store to buy toilet paper because it is cheaper there....the man loves a bargain.