This Year...

This year I will not take my husband for granted and will make him a priority.

This year I will spend more one on one time with my kids.

This year I will be a more positive person.

This year I will be grateful for the little things.

This year I will lose 20 pounds.

This year I will exercise more.

This year I will learn something new.

This year I will start taking classes.

This year I will be better than last year.

I'll Be Home for Christmas... If Only In My Dreams

The holidays this year were... well, different. You see, I've gotten used to spending Thanksgiving and Christmas with my sisters. And this year for a variety of reasons, that didn't get to happen.

And while I had the truly important things here with me - my wonderful husband and the kids. And it was a nice calm, (white) Christmas. I still missed that time with my sisters. I missed the chaos. I missed watching my nieces open their presents. I missed all the laughter as we talk over each other while sharing some wine. And I even missed having someone to share the responsibility of making the dinner.

Fortunately, they'll be visiting next week and spending New Year's with me. So we'll make the best of that time together. We'll laugh. We'll tease each other. We may even argue a little bit. And we'll make some more memories for me to enjoy the next time I'm missing them.

Schweddy Balls

My favorite Christmas skit of all time!!!! I can't count how many times I've seen this, it still makes me laugh until I cry...

Freezing My Butt Off

The bathroom at work is cold. Not just "oh, it's chilly in here". We're talking - "I can see my breath in here" cold. "Cold as stone" cold. "Cold as a witch's tit in a brass bra" cold. See what I'm saying.... COLD.

The kind of cold that forces you to hover. Not because you're worried about germs or catching some nasty unmentionable thing from the toilet seat. But because you're afraid you'll freeze to the rim and leave a layer of flesh stuck to it when you attempt to stand again.

Yep... COLD!

Excuse me Victoria; but your secret is showing...

I used to be a big fan of Victoria's Secret. Used to be.

I used to think they were worth the extra cost. I liked the styles. I liked the fit. I liked how they held up. Now - not so much.

I think it all started when they discontinued the Angel's Uplift bra. Best. Bra. Ever. Perfect fit. Comfortable. Made the girls look pretty darn good, considering thier age and the fact that they were functional rather than ornamental for a few years. I mourned when I realized the Uplift was no longer available. Since then I have struggled to find another Victoria's Secret bra I like as well. And have yet to truly find one.

But the struggle doesn't end there. I am also disappointed in the quality of the products. The undies don't seem to hold thier shape like they used to. I have always liked the cotton panties. They used to last forever. Now I feel like I am constantly having to replace them.

And if ONE more bra pops an underwire on me, I can not be held responsible for my reaction. In the past year it has happened to atleast 4 of my Victoria's Secret bras. The style doesn't seem to matter. I've been poked by both the cotton bra and the Body by Victoria. And if there is one thing I ask of my bra (other than helping return the girls to thier original location) - it's that it not stab me in the breast as I go about my daily business!

I launder and care for the items just the way the company suggests. But they still don't hold up like they used to.

I'm really starting to think it's time to just move on. If I'm going to be constantly replacing undergarments and getting less quality anyway, I may as well pay a little less for the same thing.

So, there it is... my opinion. I think Victoria's Secret is out. And it's just not as impressive as it used to be.