150

My 150th post should be something more than a hodgepodge of chatter...but it won't be. So, without further ado, I give you post #150!!

Firstly, our tree-trimming party. Firstborn enjoyed trimming the tree:

Rosemary's Baby was more into the hot chocolate.

And, don't most highly-anticipated family events end like this?


Or this?

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I've decided I need a new apron. The last one I made about a year ago in a very light fabric, and has ended up looking like this:

Gross. My plan this holiday season is to go through my fabric stash and find a nice DARK one for my next apron.

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Speaking of crafts, I finally got around to making myself a beaded wreath for my front door.

It's a little thin for my liking, so I'll work on the design and try again...someday. It'll do for now.

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And, I have been remiss in thanking Tater Tot Mom for this award:

A fabulous award from a fabulous blogger! Thanks!!

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Finally, despite my strict adherence to my no-impulse-purchases rule, I have decided that it's okay to buy myself a Christmas present. As much as I'd love to be one of those moms in the magazines who refuse to give up who they are and resort to (horrors!) wearing non-designer clothes while they cart their trendy little toddlers on bi-annual trips to New York and Paris, it's just not do-able for me. Until grubby little boys stop smearing maple syrup on my jeans, I couldn't relax in anything I paid an arm and a leg for. That said, my $7 down parka from Steve and Barry's that leaves me covered in feathers every time I take it off has got to go. It's time for a proper, high-quality, grown-up, nice winter coat that will hopefully last me a few years. So, this is what I've ordered for myself online:

It took me about a week to actually go through with the purchase. When I did, my mouse hovered for a moment over the "white" option in the drop-down menu. The idea was just so wintery and bright. But then my brain conjured up an image of me putting it on for the first time, two muddy dogs immediately jumping on my back, Rosemary's Baby projectile-vomiting tomato soup on my front, and a frustrated dry-cleaner screaming at me "What do I look like? A miracle worker?!!" Then I contemplated going with charcoal because it would show less dog hair. But in the end, I had to admit that my love-at-first-sight moment had been when I saw the black one. So I ordered that. Between the Chinese restaurant opening next week, and this coat coming in the mail, I have a lot to look forward to this December!

Enjoy your weekend, everyone!!