I *am* bad Santa, but not on purpose!  My Christmas shopping isn’t done, I haven’t started baking, and my tree is still standing in the living room without decorations.  Thankfully we got a pre-lit tree last year so at least the lights look festive.  Then I heard today that my Mom’s gift may not arrive in time for Christmas because of the snowstorm over the weekend in the Northeast.

But honestly I’m not very stressed.  For me, Christmas is spending time with my husband and children.  He’s off work this week, my oldest is home from college, and the youngest is already enjoying her break from high school so we are just being laid back this year.  The tree will be fine with only a handful of ornaments.  My Mom doesn’t look for gifts when we come to see her and Dad – she just wants time with her children and I can definitely do that for her.

Even keeping the stress at bay, I still feel a little like Newscoma.

That’s my kind of kid and describes how I feel about the holidays perfectly. Could I just get two more weeks please before the big guy in red shows up.

Please.

Yes. Please. I’ll take just one more week!