You'll have to do without the Spin Cycle button this week. I'm at home and it is not. Just a little click on the words will get you over to Jen and the other Santa's though.
Without further ado, I would like to reveal my secret cyber Santa. Would Mrs. Bear from Outnumbered 2 to 1 please come to the stage? Take a load off while I tell the folks how much I like you.
We'll forgo that I was attracted to her by her name. Because we all know bears and badgers get along well, right?
Or the fact that she manages four children of varying ages and still has time to blog and look beautiful (because I've noticed that people who are amazed by this seem to piss her off).
And even though I love her title bar? That's not what keeps me coming back.
I visit Mrs. Bear because it's like sitting down to coffee with a friend. I won't be left in awe by her beautiful pictures, or her poetry. Her pictures are usually of her kids (or random items) just like mine. I won't be embarrassed because she seems to have her act so much more together than I have mine. Her stories could happen at my house most days. I don't feel like I need to hide my coke and donut breakfast for her. She's been there.
When she wrote about her daughters dating fiasco I must have laughed for an hour. And the snark with which she handled "someone" sticking their fingers into her 6 year old's lunch.? After I giggled about the "someone" comments, it made me think. And people- she kills her plants unintentionally, too. It's real life with a sense of humor.
If I had an older sister blogger? I'd want her to be like Mrs. Bear. You know, the sister you'd call when you desperately need to laugh about a bad day. The one that won't call your Mom to tell her how inadequate you are? That one.
If you haven't already, go over and see Mrs. Bear. Read her holiday letter. It will make you all warm and Christmas fuzzy. Wipe your feet and tell her I sent you.
That being said, I'm off for the holidays. Time to get my tinsel together and wrap a present or two. Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Have a good Kwanzaa. Oh, hell, whatever you celebrate, I hope you enjoy your day(s).