Why am I Still Up?

First of all, YES, the title of this ends in a preposition.  It's one of my pet peeves -- don't worry -- I'm usually very picky about my (and especially others') grammar.  But it's called poetic license. (And, yes, I started a sentence with "but.  And "and"!)

So today was a big day.  Annie and Sam went to see Santa -- at the Oklahoma City Golf and Country Club, no less! 

What a civilized way of doing things.  This is one of those times when that "blueberry in tomato soup" phrase comes in....   As a liberal, I think I'm not supposed to be quite so comfortable with the country club set.  But, it was so much fun, and I loved every second of it.  Sometimes I'm not a very good leftie....  ; )

The tree was beautiful, they had all sorts of yummy treats, tons of activities, and bloody Mary's (Marys? Maries?) and mimosas for the parents.  Check out the high falutin' "face" painting.  (Which we all had our little ones do on their hands, because we wouldn't want to mar their darling faces for the obligatory photo opp with Santa):

Note the sparkles!  And she immediately pointed to the option of the gingerbread girl w/ a pink tutu!

So now it's almost 1:00 am, and here I sit.  I should sleep, so it will be a calm morning tomorrow, since I have laid down the law that we will be attending church tomorrow.  It's been hard since our move from our wonderfully not-very-Southern-Baptist Baptist church in Norman.  We've visited several times now at Westminster Presbyterian, (where I was baptized as an infant!).  We'll continue there through the Christmas season and make a decision after the first of the year.

I sit and write because I can no longer bare to look at the Christmas mess that has taken over my house.  Yep, it looks like Hobby Lobby has thrown up in our living room.  We have slowly taken everything out of storage and strategically placed it ...  all over our house.  Red and green plastic boxes, mounds of tinsel, and garish ornaments have taken over, leaving a trail of glitter on every nook and cranny.  And I can't seem to make any decisions as to where any of it should go for a final resting place.  I'm sure it will all look better in the morning.

I actually feel better now, and I think I will put an end to this late night blogging escapade.  Though I am beginning to wonder about what my goal is here.  Is this blog a stream of consciousness?  A restaurant guide to OKC?  Birthday party planning advice?  Oh not to worry, it's whatever I want it to be tonight!