That's when I'm thankful that I have my iPhone with me.
This here is the Grinch with my fur-babies: Cailey and Travis.
I suppose it's time that I tell you why I keep calling the father of my unborn child the Grinch.
It all started years ago - when Jon and I started dating while living together. We decided to go out and get our very first Christmas Tree together. I was really excited and wanted the fluffiest, biggest, tallest tree on the lot, but Noooooo. The Grinch wouldn't have it. He kept telling me it wouldn't fit into our tiny apartment living room.
Things only got worse when we were hanging out in front of our significantly-smaller-than-I-wanted-but-fit-in-our-living-room tree. It was a week before Christmas but there were a couple of presents with my name under the tree. I got excited, shaking and guessing my gifts. And do you think that the Grinch gave any of them away? Noooo...he wouldn't. And the worst part? He wouldn't let me open any of them early!
The past 3 years things progressed. The Grinch has gotten tired of me guessing all of my gifts and fighting me while I try to rip the packaging from the gifts that are placed under the tree early. Instead, he started buying my gifts last minute or, *gasp* hiding them!
But this year took the cake. After spending an entire week cleaning, hosting the shower at our house, driving to MA for Thanksgiving, driving to MA for a dinner cruise, and cleaning after all the fun events, the Grinch decided to put off getting our Christmas Tree the weekend after Thanksgiving. Something about being tired and needing our rest before we went back to work. All I hear is "blah blah blah I hate Christmas blah blah blah you're not getting any presents blah blah blah."
What a Grinch!
What a big giant lame. JK needs to get into the Christmas spirit
ReplyDeleteNo sorry not even close to the Grinch....I live with the real Grinch and he's cancelled Christmas in our home. :0 Thank you for visiting my blog and your kind comment...yes I am a very cool helicopter pilot. lol.Well I used to be but the helicopter crashed (not with me in it....just before I was due to take over) and it kind of put me off for a while. I like your lovely blog so much I am your latest follower...us women with Grinches need all the fellow female support we can :) Tell JK to watch out he doesn't become.....'A Grumpy' :)
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I meant to write 'I became a follower because'....not 'I am your latest follower'(doh!) It's too early in the morning for me to think straight ;)
ReplyDeleteMy hubby truly DOES hate Christmas! Imagine that???? It is mind boggling to me. I do try to tame my enthusiasm, and in return he is a much better sport than I ever dreamed he would be
ReplyDeleteThis post made me laugh. Cause I AM THE GRINCH!!! It drives my husband crazy that I don't decorate for Christmas. I did give in this year and put up an old fake tree. First time in 9 years! I just couldn't take the whining anymore!
ReplyDeleteMy hubby truly DOES hate Christmas! Imagine that???? It is mind boggling to me. I do try to tame my enthusiasm, and in return he is a much better sport than I ever dreamed he would be
ReplyDeleteI meant to write 'I became a follower because'....not 'I am your latest follower'(doh!) It's too early in the morning for me to think straight ;)
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