Chaos, panic and disorder–my work here is done…

My mind is just a jumble of thoughts today.

• I dreamed in print last night. Swear to chocolate, it was just like I was reading a book.
  
• I did it. I put up my Christmas tree. I couldn’t help myself. Every store in town has all their pretty decorations up. Why should only working people get to feel the joy that is Christmas? (okay, even I snorted at that. Retail people and the joy of Christmas really don’t belong in the same sentence, do they?)
  
• I bought my Christmas cards a month ago.
  
• Why do men feel the need to spit? Everywhere. It’s gross to have to dodge puddles of loogies just to get into the grocery store.
  
• I have recently discovered I love the sound of my name. Have you ever noticed how many days can go by before one of your loved ones actually says your name? As a wife (and a darn good one, too. What? I’m just sayin), I have been called Honey, Sweetheart, Snookums and Hey! Cookiemaker. Then one day I heard, “I love you, Dawn”.  It sounded so pretty! I asked him to say it again and he said, “Honey, you know I love you.” Yeah, we’re still working on it.
  
• I think I’m going to send Scottish Woman her Christmas card now, just to watch her head explode.
• I added pieces to my Christmas china pattern this year. Now I need to make something other than cereal for dinner, so we can use them.
  
• Because it’s Texas, I planted pansies around the same time I was putting up the Christmas tree.
  
• In case you didn’t notice up there at the top – there are 37 shopping cookie baking days until Christmas!

I guess that about empties my mind for today. It’s a crisp, chilly morning so I think I’ll take the dogs for a long walk in the woods. Now that I’m all done decorating. Hee!