Last night's ugly sweater party was AMAZING! Everyone was SO festive in their hideous sweaters! There was a Watson-sized fire in their backyard, a candy cane forest in the foyer, Peppermint Patty shots made with chocolate sauce and Rumplemintz (thanks, Mike for that deliciously terrible idea), lots of dancing, fantastic company, and, as usual, the most delicious food you could imagine. What a great time.
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| I made my very own outfit complete with an actual tree skirt turned human skirt (with presents, naturally) and a tinsel garland-tree topper headband |
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| Leah and I made/decorated cookies. These were two of my favorites! |
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| Oh yes, did I mention that I lit up, too? Haha. |
The other day I was texting my friend, Leah, and in that text, I was complaining about our realtor. I believe my exact words were "...he's an idiot and I hate him". After a while, I was wondering why she hadn't replied so I went to check the phone. Instead of sending this message to Leah, I accidentally sent it to my realtor! Talk about the most embarrassing moment OF MY
LIFE. I was mortified. After crying (yes, literally) from a mixture of fear and mental discomfort, I sent him another text to explain that I was worked up over a lot of issues. I said that my hormone-induced meltdown was due to Adam being gone and the fact that I get overwhelmed easily. I apologized as politely as I could but the damage was done. I've never wanted to crawl up in a ball and die more than I did at that very moment. Everyone on the planet thinks this is hilarious...except for me (and I imagine our realtor).
The good news is that we're one step closer to buying the house! The sellers and we finally agreed on a price. Next stop: home inspection. I'm ready for this to be over so PRAY that there are no serious issues with this place.
I had a long talk with Adam's mother tonight. She was updating me on things that are happening on that side of the family and I was sharing our home-buying adventures.
I am fighting every urge in my body to NOT post the holiday picture of Adam and I since it's on the Christmas cards I've yet to mail; however, I CAN leave you with teasers of my adorable papillons...
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| I had to hold her in front of the tree cause she refused to sit still. |
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| This guy was a little easier. All I had to do was put his squeaky ball on the coffee table. |