Last night I started to panic - you see this year I feel a little jipped over the Christmas Season. We haven't had hot chocolate (because we're barely wearing jackets), we haven't had treats (because we're trying to lose weight and have no one to share with), we haven't been to any Christmas parties (because we're new in town), and driving around looking at Christmas lights isn't the same when there isn't snow. So - I haven't really prepared for Christmas.
But Christmas is next week. As in one week. ONE.
So last night after working 9 hours at the computer and going insane- I made Fred go with me to Target to look for Christmas jammies. He wandered off so I went out to search for the cutest Christmas jammies. I found mine and headed to the picked over mens dept.
He finally finds me and looks at the jammies I chose for myself and tells me they aren't Christmas enough. So we head back to find something more...Christmassy.
Here is where I make a mistake - I then told him that he should pick out mine and I should pick out his. Why would I say that??
Well- 20 minutes later we were checking out with me saying, "you don't really like these. We should look at old navy first THEN decide" and him saying "nope. These are the ones".
I can't post a picture of them until Christmas morn but here's a hint - there are squirrels.
Do you get Christmas jammies?