Wednesday, December 26, 2007

My dog needs a Xanax.....

Well, it was early afternoon and the granddaughters, age 3 and 5, opened their gifts. The Barbies were checked out and clothes removed faster than a teen on prom night. Itty bitty shoes and accessories were scattered in the carpeting for grandma to step on in her bare feet, which is always a treat. What I don’t find with my bare feet, the dog will find and chew up. Next came the various other toys; strawberry shortcake dolls and accessories, Dora and the oh-so-street-wise Bratz. If Dora hangs around the Bratz for long, she sure will be getting an education on stuff I’m sure isn’t on her “map”. She’ll be wearing eyeliner and thongs with low rider jeans and end up skipping school to get 20 piercings just on one ear. (ever notice how the teens dress now? The girls wear 2 sizes too small and the boys wear 2 sizes too big. I have honestly seen the crotch of some kids’ jeans almost at their knees. I cannot fathom how they keep them up. But this is a whole ‘nother story)

My evil ex bought the one granddaughter a Wazoo or whatever its called…that toy totally disappeared after she blew on it LOUDLY for 10 minutes straight. If I have my way, it will never be found again. Toy ponies and cow girl hats and doll house furniture….it was like a toy store exploded in my living room. Within 30 minutes I heard the girls running and squealing with delight…back and forth they ran and an odd popping noise accompanied their laughter. I had to check and what I saw confirmed my belief that kids don’t need all this expensive crap. Those girls were playing with big empty boxes, wrapping paper and bubble wrap, as their toys lay in disarray on the floor. They were popping the bubble wrap at each other in a game of cops and robbers as they were running and hiding and also antagonizing the dog with it a great deal. Such fun. They played with that more than their toys. Next year I can save myself a lot of money….just go to the grocery store and get some empty boxes and then buy a couple rolls of bubble wrap and I’ll be all set.

Christmas is wonderful, but this grandma is tired out and I’m glad its over for another year. My dog is exhausted and stressed out to the max. The weather cooperated and we did have snow, although it was only about an inch or less. We all got together in the same house and there were no arguments, no hurt feelings, angry outbursts, snide remarks or injuries during this small period of time. This is as close as we can get to “The Waltons” but I’ll take it.

10 comments:

Kelly Malloy said...

I'm seriously thinking of taking the bubble wrap route for Christmas next year!

JYankee said...

Wow..kids and their toys eh? I refuse to get the Coffee Bean anything LOUD as a present..though she does have this harmonica that she blows on...sounds rather sick... LOL... Well..here's to another year.. and Dora...she still popular?

ordinaryjanet said...

Hope the dog didn't eat anything that upsets his tummy! It sounds like your Christmas is just what Christmas is supposed to be...total chaos!

Gypsy said...

"The Barbies were checked out and clothes removed faster than a teen on prom night." I was cracking up laughing at this line, in fact, the whole 1st paragraph had me in stitches.

Have a nice rest now Grandma. I'm glad your Christmas was so very Walton like. Now if only the rest of the year could be like that.

Anonymous Boxer said...

I boarded most of my dogs this weekend, due to the number of children and activities that were happening over several days. After reading this post, I'm glad I did.

:-)

Happy New Year!

simonsays said...

Yup Val, I'd say all things were as they should be... You're worn out, the doggie needs a drink...and this is what we kill ourselves for each year. The funny part is, we wouldn't trade it for anything!

I'm really happy to hear that everything/everyone cooperated for you. You get some rest and take it easy for awhile. You deserve it.!

fiwa said...

Christmas is great, and I love it, but I'm glad it's over. And I don't even have the kid/toys issue to deal with!

Glad you had a Walton-esque Christmas. Now you and puppy can relax and enjoy a quiet(?) new year!

lovins,
fiwa

mapiprincesa! said...

Hi there, Val:

I'm glad to read that you survived, albeit barely, the Christmas Crazies. So did I...oh, and am still enjoying sneaking spoonfuls of that delicious fudge-turned-chocolate sauce--shall we return to the theme of "stashes for mamacita"?

Rest well, and heartfelt thank you for all your words and wisdoms of the past weeks. What a blessing...

Be well, Val.

SOUL: said...

yep, that sounds like a christmas with young kids... go nuts to find all the new fad rad toys, and they have more fun with the package. then when that gets tossed out, all the clothes and shoes for the bratz and barbies...LOST never to be paired or found again... aint it great?
oh well... give the dog some leftover eggnog.. YOU take the xanax...
and call me in the morning.
have a good one charlotte

zirelda said...

Isn't it funny how things work out? Rach is almost over Bratz and even though she requested one this year I didn't get it for her. Instead she got pre teen stuff, makeup and a camera and movies. And she ended up popping the bubble wrap too!