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As I mentioned to you on Monday’s post, we already partook in one Thanksgiving feast while my parents were here last week. It wasn’t as over-the-top as we’re accustomed to (we had only 6 or 7 side dishes this time), but it was absolutely delicious. Thanks to Brian’s turkey and my mom’s…well, everything else, it […]

Well, it's that time of year again. The time when the weather FINALLY drops into the 70's, and I get to sit in front of the fireplace and eat Chicken Tortilla Soup while I listen to Christmas music. "It's the moooooost wonderful tiiiiiiiiiiiiiime. Of the yeaaaaaaaaar!" I have zero patience. I want to go from Labor Day swimming pool closures to ice skating rinks. Except I hate to ice skate. So, scratch that. I want to go from shopping for bathing suits…never mind. Basically, I want to curl up on my sofa wearing my leg warmers while I eat a steaming bowl of Chicken Tortilla Soup and talk about my feelings over the faint sounds of Bing Crosby's White Christmas on constant loop. I'm basically every man's worst nightmare.

There are three things I do far better than most women I know: 1) saving money, 2) homemade recipes, and 3) doing laundry. Wait, no. What I meant to say is that I do them worse. Worse than most women I know. Worse than all the women. Everywhere. And men. Also, most children over the age of 4. Shoot, there are probably a few species of primates that could argue their superiority in those three areas as well. But I'm probably better than most primates at arguing, so it would be a very long, cyclical debate. With lots of mud-slinging. I have absolutely no idea where I was going with this. Wait! Good thing I went ahead and wrote out the title of this post. See how smart that was? [Yes, I think what we've all learned so far is exactly how smart you are, Katy.]