Merry SITSmas

So many different ways to say Merry Christmas this holiday season...

Merry Christmas

Joyeux Noel

Feliz Navidad

od Jul and (Och) Ett Gott Nytt Å

Zalig Kerstfeast

Mele Kalikimaka

Feliz Natal

Merry Keshmish

But, most of all....Merry SITSmas!

Be sure to visit the SITS Girls if you haven't already. It is a wonderful blogging community with giveaways and blogathons. Lots of fun!

A Big, Bloggy Thank You!

Just wanted to thank all of you for the wonderful support you showed me yesterday. I so enjoyed being the featured blogger on The Secret is in the Sauce. I have never been showered by so many compliments, support and just plain ol’ bloggy love. It truly was a moment-in-the-movie-star-sun. I felt as if I were walking the Bloggy red carpet, stopping to scribble a few “bloggy”-graphs. (Don’t worry. A screaming preschooler and whiney todder pulled me back down to Bloggy Earth) I also have never laughed so hard at some of your own humorous comments and emails (over 500 comments). Please keep ‘em coming! It may take awhile to get back to each of you, but I will return the visits.

…So, in sum, I am glad I got over my Bloggy Stage Fright I had the night before.

“What if they don’t get it?”

“Do you think that post was too racey?”

“Will they kick me out of their Bloggy Sorority?”

“Am I the Bloggy Black Sheep?”

“What if I throw a Bloggy Party and no-bloggy shows?”

“Will some-Bloggy love me?”

“Should I have linked to a nice, safe recipe?”

More goofy posts to come....

Welcome SITStas!

“The Secret is in the Sauce?”

“Yes, Mom. I’m the featured blogger today!!”

“But, you don’t cook.”

“No, it’s not a cooking blog. It’s well…click here.”

“So, it’s kinda like the Crockpot Lady?”

“No, get your mind out of the kitchen.”

“Why do they call it The Secret is in the Sauce if it isn’t about sauce?”

“It’s not literal, Mom. It’s a networking site that supports fellow lady bloggers through comment support…”

“Hmmmm. Is there something you aren’t telling me, dear?”

“No. No. I have been waiting for my moment in the sun and it has arrived. Today I dance on their bloggy stage…”

“You are beginning to worry me, hon.”

“Mom, it’s kinda like the American Idol for bloggers….Minus the record contract.”

“OHHHH! American Idol! Gotcha!!”

“Yep. Exciting, huh?!”

“So, who plays Paula Abdul?”

Soooo…for the rest of you out there in the blogosphere…I am thrilled with having the honor of being the featured blogger today. I so look forward to the wonderful opportunity. I am eager to read your comments, get your feedback and network with new bloggy friends. Hope you enjoy your visit at Mammatalk – “Girl talk for Mammas”. Current and future Mammas need apply! Oh, yeah, and everyone else is invited, too.

Merry Grinchmas

(This post is dedicated to The Secret is in the Sauce on today, their First Annual Merry SITSmas blogathon! Grand prize is a $200 Target gift card and the chance to be Friday’s Featured Blogger.)


“Where are the stockings? The STOCKINGS!!!!”

My three year ran wildly among our Christmas paraphernalia, tossing aside old holiday cards, dusty garland and jingly bells.

“Christmas ‘posey gots to have stockings!!” Lower lip quivered, breathing accelerated and watery eyes fixed in my direction.

I had been informed. Educated. Enlightened I was. By a three year old.

“Perhaps this will stop Christmas from coming?” I pondered silently.

Witnessing this lost stocking preschool panic attack made me re-think my typical commercial Christmas cheer. Forget jolly ol’ Saint Nick. I’d prefer a visit from that green little Christmas bandit, Dr. Seuss’ Grinch. I would even help out. Set the alarm for midnight. Wait for him with a plate of cookies. Enlist a hand from hubby.

I would stuff all the baubles, gifts and packages in his enormous bag. I’d gleefully hand over the holiday DVDs and CDs. Surrender the glittery decorations and lights. Hand him the oversized Costco eggnog jug. Present my endless Christmas card list, my fruitcake recipe, my Secret Santa organizational binder, my supersize rolls of wrapping paper, the LED blinking holiday wreath, and yes, even offer up my perky sprig of mistletoe.

Yes, readers, I would even assist as he shoved that tree up!!

I can hear the collective hisses and gasps echo across the blogosphere. Maybe I am the grinchy, witchy one here, green fur and all.

But, for just a moment, could you set traditions aside and join me in my Grinchy Christmas temper tantrum? Visualize a non-commercial Christmas? A Christmas highlighted with a circle of hand holding neighbors, singing songs of joy, delighted to receive nothing-ZIP-Nada-Zero on Christmas morn? A holiday filled with only expectations of a shared Christmas meal with loved ones, good will to men and peace on Earth?

Maybe the Whos were on to something?



PS. Santa, please disregard. It’s that monthly dragon thing again.

PPS. I know this does not qualify as a holiday card. For some real Holiday cheer, check out these crafty ladies…..Christie and Cherry.