1. I think it's time to take our Christmas tree down [um . . . like two weeks ago]. As joyful as that tree makes me, it doesn't quite "go" with the clean laundry anymore. It's becoming a staple battleground for G.I. Joes. Annie's stuffed animals often find shelter under its boughs.
There's a hint of mourning that comes with taking down Christmas at my house. I know I'm probably the ONLY one with lingering santas and sleigh bells and nativities, but how can you casually stuff joy into a box? [Sigh] Sometimes, it's hard to do the right thing.
2. I've found the perfect lip gloss. Clinique's AIR KISS. Try it. You won't be dissappointed. It's cuteness-on-a-wand. A total confidence booster. Who doesn't need that every once in awhile?
3. A-thrifting I did go. And treasures aplenty I did find. Three great pairs of shoes, ALDO, Ann Taylor, and a no-namer brand [yes, I thoroughly sanitized them. I'm not completely without pride]. I also found the cutest Gap dress and a couple of fun belts. I figured I scored on all the new-year-closet-purgers' bounty. Purge away, my fellow Idahoans.
4. Lastly, I think my kids have figured out that they can get away with ANYTHING if they're in dress-ups. [Like, it's okay to dismember your brother IF you're in dress-ups.] It's got to be one of my most favorite of motherly favorites. Not the dismembering, the dress-ups. However, Vadar with the german yeoman hat is not the fellow I'd like to wake up to in the middle of the night. That's just creepy. Really creepy.