Slightly Off-Balance

We have survived Christmas!  Despite the state of affairs in my house on the morning of Christmas Eve (if you didn’t read this post, please do, it’s one of my favorites), we had a lovely holiday.  The food was delicious, the wine was effective and all the toys had off switches.

Christmas morning was an overwhelming display of consumerism over-indulgence normal chaos for our house.  Last year, we got the kids a Wii and my daughter a play kitchen so there were fewer presents, but they were big-ticket items.  This year, none of us had any big tickets items on our Christmas lists, so Christmas morning looked like this:

This is just the present for my kids, my husband and myself.  I am sure there is a support group somewhere my husband can join.  Yes, he does more shopping than I do at Christmas, but I make up for it the rest of the year!

As I opened the gifts from my husband, a clear message was delivered: Despite how comfortable they are, my husband is not happy with my lingerie and loungewear old cotton underwear and ratty pajamas (except for the cute pair from the pajama exchange).   As I opened box after box, he instructed me to throw out everything else.  He also got me two new pairs of shoes, a new purse and new running shoes.  There is no doubt in my mind, this was his cry for help.  He wants me to step it up and look more like the wife I have the potential to will never be.  Fortunately, he is realistic, it was not all lace thongs and teddys.  He gave me some cute flannel pants and new full-butt underwear.  (Judge me if you want, but I like both my buns covered when I sleep).  His present were balanced.  I can get dressed up and look great presentable a few times per week, but I am not the woman who is perfectly put together everyday.  This would be impossible considering I do not even get dressed every day. 

The gifts of course forced me to clean out my closet and drawers.  Which leads me to the update: How did my Blonde Ambition Holiday Tour go?  You’ll have to wait until tomorrow to find out.  It’s 4:15 and I have a pie in the oven (from a box), cocktails to drink (never from a box, well almost never…) and a dinner party to attend.  Really, our friends are frying a turkey tonight.  Because ’tis the season of over-indulgence and I hope I have made it clear – I am a huge fan of over-indulgence!