Shit, y'all. Seriously.
It is definitely December. Its about as December as it can get. I am so tired, and so busy, and so annoyed. Just the regular December stuff: the boxes, the lights, the decor, the baking, the rain, the cards, the shopping, the wrapping, the santa, and the freakin' good will toward men, except for Rob since his performance as Christmas elf is less than satisfactory.
And you wanna know what else? The Variety Show. Remember the Variety Show from last year? I think I said that the people who run it are masochists, and may have added that you couldn't pay me any amount of money to take on a show like that. Well, guess what...
I'm still in denial about it. I don't want to face the fact that I caved, and am now in charge of the chaotic, never-ending, Myley Cyrus laden, elementary school free for all. But that's what happened. It pains me to type the words. I'm trying to stay positive. Its for the kids! The kids are adorable! I haven't gotten any kids wanting to do Myley Cyrus yet! (but I have two Taylor Swifts) People love the show! The kids! THE KIDS!!!
Heaven help me. What was I thinking? I need a nap, and about four more of those peppermint salt water tafees from Trader Joes. I think I'll be okay if I can get those things...
1 comment:
Monica you can do it!! I worked on the St. Pat's Talent Show last year and it was a lot of fun. When is it? Good Luck. Erin
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