Snowflakes in the air

Grace, my BFF of many years, once told me when she was writing something or doing something online, she would say hopefully it will be finished in x amount of time or x amount of days. She said that way she had a goal in mind, but if she didn't quite make it she was safe because she didn't promise or say for sure it would be done by a certain date or time. I should put that as my sub-heading for this blog. The Terrific Trio, a blog hopefully updated daily.

The last hour I've been up wrapping gifts, getting ready to ship gifts to my peeps who don't have the privilege of living in the greatest city in the world. When I first got up I thought it was 2:25AM, until I looked at my computer and saw that it was 4AM. I realized my clock is set on the alarm clock setting from Black Friday. Someone said to me, how do you get up at 2:25AM to go shopping? I said, you do it because it's once a year. If it was once a month, it would lose it's appeal, but for one day after you give thanks with your family for being citizens of the greatest country in the world, you can wake up at 2AM and catch the best deals of the year. :)

And what were the best Black Friday deals I got.... I think the matching pjs I found for the kids at Target was a score. I hadn't expected it, but I found them while Whit was standing in line waiting to run out the door. God shined His face upon me and gave me matching Christmas pjs in everyone's size and they all fit. Okay, the baby's pants are a little long but that's okay. I have to say the terrific trio looks absolutely adorable in them.

My other great find was Mona's present. I pulled her name in the family and as I was walking through Macy's with Whit not intending to buy anything, I stopped in this one section. (Side note: When I asked what she wanted for Christmas, she kept saying this one thing. To which I replied, are you smoking reefer? I'm not getting that for you for Christmas.) So imagine my surprise, when I found what she asked for on sale. And I had ripped out the Macy's coupon from the paper, for no other reason, than to give it to Whit if she didn't have hers or needed an extra one. So now there was Mona's asked for gift on sale and now a little more could be taken off because of the coupon. God rocks! He showed me. I guess my big sister wasn't smoking reefer.

It would be awesome if she jumped for joy when she opens her gift or shower me with hugs and kisses, but that's more my style than hers. But I know inside, she will be totally jumping for joy.

Jory's camera was also a SCORE! I had bought him one the day Toys started their Christmas sale. I didn't want them to run out. I was proud of the deal I got, until I saw it was on sale on Black Friday for even less. SCORE!!!! So now the first one I bought goes back and I've said extra money. Black Friday sales rock!

And continuing on the worst Black Friday experience ever...after being in Kohl's for two to two-and-a-half hours to buy my mom this gift she talked about for months. (You know my mom the hardest person in the world to shop for.) On the very next day, my mom went shopping with her sisters and came home with the same item I spent over two hours in line to get for her. REALLY?!?!?! Are you kidding me?!?! It's official after I return what I bought from Kohl's, my feet are not stepping foot in that little evil place again!!! You know what's wrong with that store? It's too close to the Hellmouth. That is totally it. Why didn't I see that? Suspect that? Mel, Whit, you're dropping the ball. You should have reminded me of that fact.

One last Black Friday, so TTT (the terrific trio) are wearing their Black Friday pjs and last night while the girls were waiting for a Christmas movie and instead got to watch Fox's botched, short on time, embarrassment of a Country Awards show, Layla sank down into the sofa and laid her head in her sister's lap. Be still my beating heart. Periodically as she slept, Rowan would run her fingers through her sister's hair or caress her head. I'm in love. This is why you have Irish twins, particularly ones dressed exactly alike. I'm keeping the memory, the moment, in my mind. When the baby is screaming (she's got a loud voice) and Rowan is crying about who gets to open the door or who gets to walk the steps first, I'll recall this beautiful, caring, sisterly, Christmas moment.

Christmas rocks! Not so sure about Mariah's new Christmas album, but I've only listened to it twice so we'll see after more listenings....