Crazy Christmas Crazies

Christmas vacation makes you a little crazy. Some of us don't have the added advantage of not being crazy for the rest of the year, either... so some of us (not naming anybody in particular) get REALLY crazy over the holidays.

And weepy. And weird.

Not naming names. Or nothin'.

So I'm staying away from the blog in case I might incriminate myself with my craziness... but I wanted to pop in and declare a winner for my sneaky give-away. Yeah, if you missed it, that means you don't love me. I hid it inside a long post to see if you are really reading. I know who my friends are.

No, really - I'm sure you all are just busy on your very own, unique, endless Christmas vacations, right? Held hostage at your parents' houses, eating leftover turkey and dressing, forced to watch marathons of Xbox Live streaming Netflix flicks while nursing cranky babies that would rather be at home?

You say I sound like I have experience with that? No way. I love my in-laws. I'm as happy as a clam.

And I'm not eating leftovers, by the way. My mother-in-law is taking me to Yai Yai Mary's tonight.

It's only my favorite restaurant of ALL TIME.

I'll be taking my camera. Not just to take photos of their culinary expertise, but also to annoy and embarrass my husband. He deserves it after getting up at the crack-o-dawn today and whisking my dear daughter away to Fry's to let her spend her Christmas moolah on a Zune HD. I like to be with them when they waste all their Christmas money.



I also like to get out of the house. I'm a tad stir crazy and I miss my cats. I hope they are alive. No news is good news, I guess.

Oh, yes. The winner!

DAWN of http://sonshineinthewildwood.blogspot.com/

Congrats, lady! Now you can give your handyman a nice little pocket tool for 2010.

And now I'm off to get ready for the most mouth-watering treat of the trip. Besides the worm pie, of course. I'm still in tears about the end of that lovely pie. Until next year, my sweet precious pie...



Happy birthday week to me!