Happy Holidays

I cannot turn my head. When I get stressed out, my neck frrezes up on me, and I am forced to walk around with a stiff neck for days. Muscle relaxers, while tons of fun, essentially do nothing for my neck.

You see, I have been busy baking 565 cookies in three days. Dylan told me yesterday that he wants a blue Power Ranger for Christmas. Unless Santa can pull this thing out of his butt, Dylan will have to settle for the green one. Jordan is sick again with a cold while four more teeth are straining to emerge from his beautiful, screaching mouth. He has also decided that 4am is a good time to be getting up in the morning anymore.

My point? I won't be posting again until at least the 27th. If your looking for me, I'll be hiding in Nana's closet with a couple cans of Miller Lite, a bottle of muscle relaxers, a bag of homemade cookies, and a camera.

I hope the fat guy/menorah/Kinara/credit card pulls through for all of you. Please keep your favorite charities in mind. (Jock has a great one) Also, please be sure to post all of your blunders, made possible by too much egg nog/beer/muscle relaxers.

Bored? What's your top score?