That wonderful time of the year

We had a wonderful Christmas but it gets pretty long since everyone needs to see us. Wait, scratch that, everyone needs to see the kids. No one gives a crap about Raoul and I. We never had plans every weekend until we had kids. Anyway, we end up having four Christmases every year which the kids love but I could really do without. Tweedle P got her Nintendo DS that she needed to have. Tweedle C got that boogie board sled that he has wanted his entire life...all four years of it. They got various other gifts: jammies that I would totally steal if I wasn't twice their size, movies, roller blades for the P and, for C, a really creepy robot that kind of reminds me a Chucky from Child's Play and I am sure it will end killing us in our sleep. Thanks Sharper Image!

But perhaps the most sadistic gift the kids received this year was Moon Sand. And they didn't get just a little Moon Sand. They got two large play sets plus 4 big containers of extra sand...from two different family members. The kids love the stuff and I curse the ground the creators were born on. It is a mess. No matter how hard the kids try to be neat they get that crap all over the floor. Thankfully it vacuums up pretty easily and it does keep them busy and argument free for at least an hour.

Even I got spoiled this year. Raoul built me an office in the basement complete with a nice corner desk, built in shelves, and wood floors. He also bought me a new ski jacket and pants so I can hit the slopes this year. I haven't been on skis since I was in high school...imagine the blog post that will result! I can picture it now...down the hill once, take a shot, down the hill again, take another shot, repeat as needed. Only this time I won't have to hide my liquor because I am a legal 28 years old.

So stick around, this should be an interesting year. I go back to working in the office full time in May and am pushing for a promotion. C will start kindergarten in September and P will start 2nd grade and a new dance studio. And I am on a quest to loose 20 lbs! Who the hell knows what Raoul has planned but I am sure at least one squirrel will loose it's life.