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A pre-post to the post I’m actually writing. Because Christmas.

December 21, 2016 by Mona Andrei 4 Comments

Happy it’s-almost-Christmas, awesome readers!

Whether you celebrate Christmas or not, you’ve probably noticed that the stores are extremely peopley these days.

Admittedly, I haven’t noticed. That’s because I haven’t even started my shopping yet. Every year around this time I tell myself, “next year I’m starting my holiday shopping in September!”

I even put on that stern voice our parents use on us when we’re kids and they catch us doing something like trying to see if our pillows fit down the toilet. And every year I ignore me. I guess you can say it’s my own special holiday tradition.

OMG, I’m rambling. I think it’s because I’m having an anxiety attack about not being ready for Christmas and according to my mom, “CHRISTMAS IS IN FOUR DAYS, MONA.”

PS. I’m working on another post about how I almost died in Florida. It’s not very festive so I thought I’d post this one first. Also not very festive but I’m working up the courage to go into the stores and this is my way of getting into the holiday spirit because writing is how I deal with everything and it’s the middle of the night and the stores aren’t even open yet so I’m hoping that by the time they open I’ll be like, “Okay. Let’s DO THIS.”

PPS. Highly unlikely.

PPPS. Yes, Leona. I AM aware of the run-on sentence that just ran on forever. Even my fingers are out of breath.

PPPPS. My fave part of Christmas happens in February when I lift up my head and realize that I got through it.

PPPPPS. No worries. I’ll feel better once I get to my mom’s and she hands me a glass of wine.

PPPPPPS. OMG. I have to survive the next FOUR DAYS.

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Filed Under: Hamster Ramblings, Pretending to be a grown-up, Random, That effin hamster, Writing Tagged With: Christmas

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  1. Liz says

    December 21, 2016 at 1:20 pm

    My favorite part of Christmas is December 26!

    Reply
  2. green diva meg says

    December 21, 2016 at 2:10 pm

    ha ha ha – great post. love the rambling.

    Reply
  3. 1010ParkPlace says

    December 22, 2016 at 2:43 am

    I needed one more gift and amazing as this sounds… I made it in and out of the mall–with a great parking spot–and home, and I’m still sane. Not as bad as I thought it would be. Good luck, Brenda

    Reply
  4. Leona says

    December 22, 2016 at 2:34 pm

    Why do I suddenly feel like Jiminy Cricket?

    ♪♪ “When you get in trouble
    And you don’t know right from wrong
    Give a little whistle, give a little whistle

    When you meet temptation
    And the urge is very strong
    Give a little whistle, give a little whistle

    Not just a little squeak, pucker up and blow
    And if you’re whistle is weak, yell

    Jiminy Cricket

    Right

    Take the strait and narrow path
    And if you start to slide
    Give a little whistle, give a little whistle
    And always let your conscience be your guide

    Take the strait and narrow path
    And if you start to slide
    Give a little whistle (yoo-hoo)
    Give a little whistle (yoo-hoo)
    And always let your conscience be your guide

    And always let your conscience be your guide” ♪♪

    P.S. Good luck–you’re down to having to survive 3 MORE days!
    P.P.S Merry Wine Drinking and a Happy New Post (about almost dying in Florida)!

    Reply

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