Unfortunately, I did most of my computer shopping once the kids were in bed and I was running on coffee fumes and Cocoa Puffs. My judgement was perhaps not the best. There was a number of misfires and "what was I thinking?" moments as the kids tore into their gifts.
And for the rest of my life, my husband will remind me of this colossal mistake that woke us all up at 5 am yesterday morning:
Oh well. Live and learn. And stock up on Excedrin Migraine, I suppose.
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| What's Christmas without a Little Drummer Boy? |
Lmao...years ago, Jim, the RV guy told me "never,never,ever, ask Santa for a drum set" but we did do the guitar thing and oh, yes, a nice black baby grand piano that's been taking up space in our living room for years now. We purchsed the darn thing for someone who took lessons for eons, but one day decided not to play....what a shame. Oh and we have the $500 dollar keyboard player too...
ReplyDeleteWhat WERE you thinking???
ReplyDeleteMaybe Santa should've brought you, Joe, and the rest of the Beverly neighborhood a soundproof room before he brought the drums.
ReplyDeleteThinking of drums actually made my headache worse!
ReplyDeleteA similar situation occured in my house...but instead of a child at the drums, imagine if you will, a grown a** woman, high on the contents of a 10 year old's hidden stash. (sweets, not drugs)
ReplyDeleteI have now been banned from said 10 year old's room.
Maplewood - Live and learn, right? Unfortunately, I never learn.
ReplyDeleteAnonymous - It was the Cocoa Puffs talking.
Susan - I pity my neighbors. First I try to steal their sprinkler, now this...
esbboston - sorry!
Lily - thank you for blazing the trail and giving me a head's up on what's coming down the road. Tips are appreciated. (: