Did I mention that I needed to start my holiday shopping?
Spouse and I made a list last night of all the people we needed to gift, plus what we’d already accomplished.
Summary: The list spanned more than 50 people and the fait accompli section was a mere 20%.
Yet, despite all of this, the same this happened as does every year: the accounting showed that I had purchased some pretty sweet gifts for myself.
Seriously, the deals this time of year are impossible (for me) to resist.
(I know, I know).
I spent a portion of last night opening the mountain (yes, fair descriptor) of packages piled at the front door of Fancy Pants Ranch and discovered two items that were just for me.
The first was an ice-blue cashmere scarf from Banana Republic that I got for 40% off and the second was a tee shirt from Bombas with a motivational message.
Since my resolution for 2015 is to be authentic, this shirt hit home with me.
Like most of my parenting moments, I discovered at the last minute that the Moscow Ballet would be performing “The Nutcracker” in our town.
That very night.
Last Friday as I drove the kids to school, we heard about the Russian troupe’s performance on Minnesota Public Radio.
When I got to work I was stunned to discover that tickets were still available. In the front row.
Spouse was already committed to a Work Holiday Party that night, so it was just Kids and Me.
I got three tickets in Section 1, Row 1.
FYI, if you are attending a ballet, Row 1 is not your friend.
You can see the dancers really well, but only from the knee up.
For the most part, the kids were enthralled.
Unfortunately for me, when the March played, all I could think about was this rip-off commercial from the ’80s for Smurfberry Crunch cereal:
Overall, kids had a blast.
I was just craving a Smurfy, fruity breakfast treat.