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And you thought it was pine scent.
One of my uber-favs Pam at pamperspective did a great Christmas meme piece thanks to Karen at A Peek At Karens World. And her “Ubiquitous-Christmas-meme” was thanks to..well I am not sure. But it’s darn good idea. SO…here’s my Christmas meme…Franticmommy Style:
How are you feeling this Holiday Season?Frantic? Hurried? Stressed? Prepared?
Nope, yep, yep, nope
Christmas decorating is a big thing on every household list. Tell me, does your family do a lot of exterior Christmas lighting?
I’d love to partake in the tradition of over-the-top exterior lighting. But I’ve always been afraid I would end up like a Clark Griswold-esque character from National Lampoons Christmas Vacation. You know, the roof scene……Icksnay on the Xmas light-tay.
The Holidays are a time for family gathering and cooking. Do you participate in group gatherings for baking? Umm….no. I seriously considered it once…then I realized how high the annoyance/disaster/aggravation ratio would be and quickly gave myself a wedgie. You know, to knock some sense into my head. I am more of a visit-the-bakery-kinda Christmas baker. In my neighborhood I am legendary for my hot-out-of-the-oven Oreos (hint: remove the plastic packaging before throwing the cookies in the oven. It melts and gives away your secret). Short answer; Negatory good buddy.
What is your favorite Christmas memory? Many many moons ago B.C (Before Children) I did carefree things like go to holiday craft shows and bake sales. One particularly blustery day, I was just leaving a bake sale and noticed a scruffy looking man standing by a stop sign. As I got closer I saw he had an equally scruffy dog, a duffel bag (yes it was scruffy), and a sign that said something along the lines of “No money-will work for food“. My heart went out to him. While the other cars in front of me were doing the I will pretend I don’t see you game or the “I’m not leaning over to lock my door..I’m just stretching” dance… I hatched a plan. I pulled up to him, rolled down my window and gave him every baked good I had. He didn’t say much. He didn’t have to. His gratitude-filled eyes said it all. I also have him my last $10. The dog was thrilled too and was really feelin the braided bread. I pulled away really, really glad I did that.
Now it’s YOUR turn!