First of all, I am never carting an infant around Vancouver for two days again. I would rather shoot myself in the foot. To start it all off, Heather has pink eye, and because of all the constant late nights and excitement, she can't sleep very well, and has somewhat had a melt down. Not to mention, the fact that she is cutting her first tooth (I think). So while Mike holds her and plays with a flash light, I have sat myself down at the computer with a nice glass of juice and vodka. Cheers.
Christmas was good. We were all spoiled. It took two trips to get all of the presents home, and most of them were Heathers. Mike made off with four starbucks cards...he couldn't be happier. I made off with a lot of DVD's and painting supplies. I also ate far too much, and feel (and look) like I have gained about 8 lbs. I feel disgusting, and so desperately want the holidays and it's damned food to be over with. I will say this, I am never eating chocolate again!!!
I am very happy to be home and I never want to leave...except for tomorrow, when I go to Park Royal and shop! Yay, Christmas money. Actually most of the Christmas money goes to bills and to Heather's new car seat. Oh well, I've got priorities and responsibilites now.
I hope all of you had a great Christmas. I am off to make bottles, and sketch out my new painting.
-KatiePS...Mike and Heather are my lobsters.
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