It was a perfect Christmas in everyway, spent with friends and family.
Frosty welcomed us to our annual Swedish feast at my sister-in-law's house on Christmas Eve.
|What you can't see are cords that secure Frosty to the lawn. |
Yeah, I didn't see them either. #clotheslined
|My handsome son and his intriguing mask from Grandpa|
|Christmas kittens, Butterscotch and Cookie...!|
The only thing better than Christmas is...kittens! These aren't ours -- I know two cats that wouldn't appreciate them, as adorable as they are -- but they were fun to play with.
|There are no words for all this awesomeness...|
My adorable nephew is so shy...not! His fancy outfit fashioned from wrapping tissue morphed a half-dozen times throughout the evening - to the hilarity of everyone watching.
|Friends and family. My home is blessed!|
I'm horribly sentimental this time of year. Above all, I am grateful for my family and our friendships.
|There are few things prettier to me than lights on a Christmas tree.|
Our beautiful tree: I'm sure I say this every year, but this was the prettiest and most fragrant tree we've ever had.
I wanted one thing this year -- a book -- for Christmas. I came across a book of costumes used in the Star Wars movies at Costco. Being the trilogy nerd that I am, I freaked out and sent off a text to my daughter, asking for the book for Christmas. Naturally, I bought one for my bestie - because the awesomeness of this book for a fan is unparalleled.
I started to obsess about whether or not I should have just gone and bought a second book for myself. There were about a dozen books total...but if your Costco is anything like my Costco, finding an item after it is out of stock is an act of futility.
The hijinx and hilarity that ensued as a result of this message is too good not to share:
This is where it gets awesome; Girldoll thought the photo I sent was for a costume...not a book. Since he was operating from second-hand information, my husband was drinking the Kool-Aid, too. He didn't even question my logic; they both figured I wanted the costume to dress up for a race.
Mr. Doll was met with a blank stare when he asked an employee where he could find their Princess Leia costumes. He was batting zero and finally went back to the source, asking my daughter specifically where it was that I had seen the costume.
This is when Girldoll forwarded him the photo I had sent - and he figured out that what I wanted was a book about Star Wars costumes, not an actual costume.
I was in fits listening to Mr. Doll recount the story on Christmas morning.
I think everyone involved breathed a sigh of relief that I didn't intend to run a half marathon wearing a tiny metal bikini. Or worse yet...wear it around casually for cosplay: