I really do...

Love Christmas... but mother nature is really making it hard for me this year. When is it that we stop "loving" the snow and start "hating" it? I remember when I was a kid I would play and play and play all day long and never even think twice about it. I haven't been outside to play in the snow once this year, I've only gone out to go to my car and that is it. I have tried to "love" it for my kids, because it's not very fair of me to hate it so much that they don't get to go out and play... but really it's taking the fun out of life for me right now, and I'm having a hard time finding the joy in it all.

I have sooooo much still that I have to do before Christmas... I really really want to go up north to see my family for Christmas. Mikes truck wouldn't start this morning so he took my truck leaving me stranded once again. I'm supposed to go to Mandy's today to make Christmas cookies and now I'm stuck, once again. Oh and did I mention that on Friday Mandy and I made the trek to Walmart to get some shopping done and we were stuck in the darn parking lot for over an hour. It seems as if everyone and their mother was TRYING to leave (most spun out and got stuck themselves making it harder for us to get out)... Oh the joys of a snowy Christmas. My house is a mess, I don't feel like cleaning. I still have to finish getting Mikes present and Anna's presents. My vacuum cleaner broke, my shoulder hurts so bad... AHH BAH HUMBUG! I need to get out of my funk and take a good look at what Christmas is REALLY about and be thankful for what I have right?

Ok so I feel a little better and I'm done being a scrooge!!! (it could be SO much worse than what I'm bitching about so I really should shut up)