It's 2:05am Christmas morning and NORAD has just tracked Santa into Alberta Canada! I'm sure I'll hear some jolly laughter and hearty clip-clops on my roof if I just stay up a few more hours.
Nah. I know better. You have to be sleeping and since he's heading this way soon I'm settling in for a short winter's nap (trust me, it ain't no Cindy Slumber)
The stockings are filled and Secret Santa was a success - too successful as the one Bob got (a hot dog cooker) was another version of the one I bought him for Christmas. I just about passed out and I knew no one would steal it from him. Tonight when we got home I told him he had to open one gift from me. I took a picture of him as he unwrapped another hot dog cooker. Great minds and all that. From what I can tell, no one is owning up to who the 'secret Santa' was that came up with that winner. Probably because they know I'd have to smite them. Grrrr. I think they all enjoy my reactions when Bob gets yet another gift that makes me want to cry for the tackiness of it all. They will be really shocked tomorrow when they see the pictures of Bob with his second one!
So I need to get ready for bed. Wake up call is 9:30am and that's coming at me like a bolt of lightning.
I wish you all a wonderful Christmas full of love, laughter and fun!