Oh, Auntie Mame....

Call me a nerd. Call me a dork. Yes, I sometimes like to find "theme songs" or movie quotes to apply to my life at any given moment. As my kids would say, "Don't hate!"...

As you may have been able to tell by the many wonderful posts I have failed to write over the past few days, life has been beyond crazy for me. I mean, we are talkin' crazier than my uncle crazy! (While that isn't the greatest point of reference for you, my reader, just know it works for me *wink*.)

Last night, I "graduated" from the 16-week leadership program my school district requires of its potential administrators. Over the course of the past 16 weeks, I have lost more than a few hairs trying to juggle work, leadership, and, oh yeah, my family. I know you can't tell from the one picture, considering I am the one wearing the hat, but I certainly can't afford to lose any hair! I've still got my son's entire childhood to live through, not to mention his teenage years!

So here is the deal: It is December 13, less than two weeks until Christmas, and we have yet to decorate our home. This might not be a big deal for some, but considering we are HUGE Christmas freaks...well, let's just say I just felt 3 more hairs jump from my scalp. Oh, and then there is the added pressure of, oh, I don't know...the fact that this is our son's FIRST Christmas and all. It's all good - because I have realized that this is a freebie year, considering I have food in my fridge that is older than my son (hey, those condiment packages are supposed to last through a nuclear winter, aren't they?)...next year, we may not be so lucky!

Don't get me wrong...it's not like we haven't lifted a finger....on the outside, my dad and I managed to toss up the icicle lights about 2 weeks ago. And, on a particularly not-quite-as-busy day, I even managed to drag all of the Christmas stuff into the house AND put up the Christmas tree.

And, for two weeks, the tree has stood in the corner, undecorated, lights un-plugged, and top piece un-placed. For two weeks, the wall of our living room has been lined with stacks of Christmas boxes. For two weeks, I have convinced myself that the Christmas fairies will come and decorate for us (While I could make an "alternative lifestyle / fairy" joke at this juncture, I will choose to leave that one to your more-than-adequate imaginations).

Last night, as I was enjoying my celebratory "graduation" meal...(there is something so wrong with the idea of take-out steak...but thanks, Outback!), I put my foot down. I broke it to my family - that we would not be visited by the Christmas fairies, and that tonight we would all have to chip-in to decorate. I pretended not to hear the groans or excuses.

And so, my dear reader, I have come up with the perfect theme song as we prepare for our holiday mission....Auntie Mame (the TRUE Mame version, with Lucille Ball and NOT Rosalind Russell) put it best with the song "We Need a Little Christmas." I can see it now...my parents and my husband, with baby in arms, dancing around the living room, decorating, and singing.

Of course, the reality will be something more along the lines of at least one argument about ornament placement, and, dare I say, the occasional expletive as I scratch my arms and face in the sharp, pokey branches of our beautiful fake tree. *sigh* These are the moments!

And, I'd like to close this post with just one more Auntie Mame-ism (again, the Lucille Ball version!)...

Just remember, when life hits you hard and your head is still spinning from the heaping portion of crazy piled on your plate...

"Life is a banquet. And most poor sons of *beep* are starving to death"

{This quote was edited...although, I'm sure if Lucy had actually verbalized a "beep", it would have been just as funny}

Anyway, time to decorate...wish me luck...and, of course, happy feasting!

His2Dads