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FEELING: Yesterday I noticed the barista at Target was wearing a piece of flair that read "Awkward but friendly!" As someone who likes to fly under the radar when I'm out and about, it's not my nature to strike up a discussion but in the spirit of the season, I decided to compliment her. Let's be honest, I could totally relate to her pin! Well, as it turns out, our brief exchange resulted in two awkward people being awkward. What else would you expect?
THINKING ABOUT: We're going ice skating next Monday, and I'm pumped! Max has wanted to do this for a while now, but we haven't gotten around to it. Excited with anticipation, he asks me about it off and on. "How do you put on the skates? Is it fun? Easy? Will I hurt myself? Can I go fast?" Yada, yada, yada, Well, I guess my response to one of his questions last week made him wonder if I'd ever actually been ice skating? Maybe it's just us, but Max ALWAYS questions my ability to do things he's never done himself. Yes, there's the bossy gene hard at work again. Sigh. It's kind of exhausting! So, at my wit's end, I proceeded to share with him that I'm actually REALLY good at ice skating. Okay, easy does it confidence. Woof! Now, as we get closer to the 23rd, I'm shaking in my boots. The pressure is on to prove to this little five-year-old that I'm not a terrible skater. Jesus take the wheel, or at least let Flyboy be the first to fall.
THANKFUL FOR: I haven't purchased a set of bike shorts since I was pregnant. Because no one likes to spend money on replacing boring stuff like that (not an athlete, obvi), I've been riding my spin bike in denial. Then, I realized my derriere was badly bruised this past Monday morning, and I felt the kind of pain I experienced after my first spin class in college. Thankfully, Amazon had a cheap pair I could have delivered in one day and I'm here to tell you that this new pair of shorts is like heaven. Hallelujah! The chamois padding actually works! What a relief—literally and figuratively.
WATCHING: Okay, I was going to discuss something more refined, like Marriage Story and the documentary Very Ralph with you (highly recommend both, btw), but then I realized a Bravo debrief before the holidays is paramount. Oy, where do we even begin? Tamra hiding in the bushes. How freaking embarrassing?! I hate to be JUDGE-mental (see what I did there?), but she's imploding this season and I'm over her. Oh, and how about Vicki's response after she jumps in the pool then slips making her getaway? "I need a way to sell insurance!!!" Hahahahaha! I definitely laughed so hard watching that, I woke Beesly from her slumber. Now, how about Kenya bringing the marching band to Marlo's event? Shady, but on-brand for Ol' Twirl! LeeAnne Locken's racist rants on RHOD were hard to watch. Do we think Andy will invite her back next season? Finally, the Giudice's separation. We all saw this one coming, but that doesn't mean it's not a tough pill to swallow. Don't you think they should just get on with the divorce option at this point? Also, does this mean we'll be seeing more of the pool guy in Teresa's future? He's kinda cute.
READING: Looking for a last-minute gift for kids? I highly recommend Jimmy Kimmel's new book, The Serious Goose. I've yet to read it to Max because it's one of his Christmas gifts, but I'm certain it will result in gaggles of giggles.
READING: Looking for a last-minute gift for kids? I highly recommend Jimmy Kimmel's new book, The Serious Goose. I've yet to read it to Max because it's one of his Christmas gifts, but I'm certain it will result in gaggles of giggles.
EATING: I'm SO ready to eat some real food and cook some real meals again. Premade soup and bags of salad have lost their appeal while Flyboy's been away. Here are a few recipes I've pinned for future use:
LISTENING: For the past two weeks, I've tried my best to convince Max we should visit Santa, but he's been adamant it's not necessary. "I already wrote him a letter, mom. I don't want to!" Perhaps his experience four years ago in Swell Rio was enough? Hehe! With one last attempt to get in a word with Mr. Claus, I noticed the YMCA was offering "Selfies with Santa" yesterday and we could swing by after preschool. Unfortunately, Maxwell's response remained the same, but as we were leaving the building I noticed Santa got up from his chair and began roaming the building. En route to the exit, we passed Kris Kringle, who was waving at everyone, when Max went in for a giant high five. After their hands met, Max looked up at me with pure magic in his eyes and said, "I touched his hand!" It was one of the sweetest things I've ever witnessed and I hope I never forget the look on his face. This was just the kind of low-key interaction Max would appreciate, and I'm so glad I didn't force a sitdown with St. Nick because this was far better.
LOVING: Friday is the last day of preschool before the holiday break begins, and I couldn't help but laugh when I noticed parents were standing in the hallway yesterday confirming the names of all three teachers. Most of us plan on bringing small gifts to class that day to thank them for their hard work, but we all want to ensure our kids are telling us the correct names for the recipients. Max got two out of the three names correct, but I'm really glad I found out the one's name is Miss Vanessa and not Miss Alyssa, which is what he's been calling her for the past six weeks. Oops!
How are you feeling today? What are you up to? Thanks for stopping by!!
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