Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Yesterday, a little girl whose class I was reading to came up to me after storytime, and told me that her family has already put up their Christmas tree.

Twinking white lights are up all throughout downtown.

In the apartment building across from mine, I can see a colorful tree in someone's upstairs.

And I'm a tad bit jealous. Which can only mean one thing.

It's totally time to decorate for Christmas. And since our family Thanksgiving is Saturday, and since any time after Thanksgiving is apprpriate for holiday decorating, I believe that my tree will be going up on Sunday.

There's nothing like a little holiday spirit. =)

Sleep talking

When I woke up this morning, Bill told me I had been talking in my sleep. He said that I kept saying the word "Grammie." And when he asked me what I was talking about, I said, "couch."

What was THAT all about? I can't remember what I was dreaming, and I don't know how Grammie (or WHICH Grammie) is connected with a couch.

But I wish I did.

Ask and you shall receive

First of all, can I just say that it is 27 degrees outside right now? 27. Also, it's windy, so according to weather.com, it FEELS like it's 15 degrees. My parents are arriving from Florida tomorrow, and I have a feeling they're not going to be thrilled with the weather, but that's just a hunch.

Second, guess what?? Remember the other day, when I was lamenting the fact that I would need to wait at least 4 weeks to get my next Stephenie Meyer fix? Well, the very next day when I arrived at work, I discovered that our teen librarian had just gotten in THREE copies of "Eclipse." That totally made my day, let me tell you.

Third, last night, Bill told me he's already bought the kids (and us) a Christmas present, and it's pretty much the most exciting thing ever, because I've been wanting one for a long time, and was planning on spending part of my tax return on it. I won't tell you what it is just yet, but suffice it to say I have the coolest boyfriend ever.

Fourth, just as a small aside... Daisy girl scouts should NOT be made to feel bad that they didn't sell 8 million fundraiser items to their friends and family. I'm just saying... Grrr.

Gobble gobble gobble

Thanksgiving is coming early this year. On Saturday, to be exact. Since I don't have the kids for the actual Thanksgiving day, my family is gathering this weekend for an early celebration. At my little apartment. It will be crowded and loud and absolutely wonderful. Also, a little bit nerve-wracking, because I'm introducing Bill to my parents for the first time, and I want SO badly for them to like him. I would never tell him this, but they can be a bit picky. I think they've genuinely liked maybe three of four of my boyfriends in all the time that I've been dating (approximately 13 years now). And their opinion matters a lot. Don't get me wrong... I haven't broken up with anyone I was dating just because they didn't like or approve of the guy, but it has weighed heavily on my decision a few times. (Don't worry... I won't share any of this with Bill. He will be blissfully unaware.) And honestly, I think they're going to like him. He reminds me of my dad in a way, and he and my parents actually know some of the same people. So here's hoping...

And another thing... I think Mom and Dad are going to make me cook a little bit more of Thanksgiving dinner than they did last year. This could be scary.

Prooooblem

Confession: I am a little bit addicted to the Twilight series. I fought it for a long time. A REALLY long time. Patrons and co-workers alike were telling me daily how wonderful the series was, and assuring me that, more than a vampire tale, it was a love story.

I didn't believe them.

But then one day, "Twilight" was returned to the library with a broken spine, and I thought, "Well, I might as well bring it home and give it a try now. No one will care if I have this copy out for months." Those of you who have read the books probably don't need to be told that I didn't take months to read it. Even with my busy schedule of work combined with single mom-hood, I still managed to devour it in just days. And I immediately wanted more. (Yay for sequels!)

I've just finished "New Moon" and I'm on the waiting list for "Eclipse." The problem? I'm three people down on the list. Which means a potential waiting time of at LEAST 4 weeks (and that's only IF the two people before me return the book on time.

I think I'd better start looking for another copy of the book. Because I'm not sure I can wait that long.

Yaaaaawn

Ever have one of those weekends where you end up completely exhausted, even though when you think back over the two days, you realize you didn't actually DO that much?

Yeah, I just had one of those weekends.

Zzzzzzzzzz.

Lions and tigers and bears... oh my!

In a little while, the sisters, the significant others, and I are heading to the humane society to help Jenni pick out a new kitty. I've been excited about this for days... pretty much since we made the plan to do it. I love spending time with those cats and dogs... giving love to animals that probably don't get enough of it. Of course, it's extremely difficult to go there and not be able to bring one... or 6... home with me, but I'll just have to try to control myself (since technically, I'm not actually SUPPOSED to have any pets in my apartment).

Oops.