sneaky

when i was little i was never one to go poking around for hidden presents in closets or my parent's room. instead i tried peeking inside my mom's purse, looking for a receipt that might read "SUPER AMAZING UNICORN...... $100,000,000"

except for that one time my sister convinced me to check the garage for bikes.
there were three.

christmas?

it's almost time and it hardly feels like it. it's kind of depressing, but whatever. there has been nasty hot muggy weather almost every day. how can i wrap presents and decorate in shorts and a tank? i can't. i found something new to add to my list of things i wish i could do for christmas but know i can't: fabric garland. maybe if i didn't have to make a million cookies this weekend, maybe.
in reality i know we'd go to joann's to get fabric but we'd get distracted by the chuck e cheese across the street and wind up playing skeeball all day. i know us way too well.