Today, if people show up for our formal pity party, we’ll put on our formals (didn’t see that coming) and go sledding (a real surprise) in our long-johns (always a catch in there). Then we’ll snack on chocolates that will serve as “upper’s” while we watch Seven Brides for Seven Brother’s and sob our pretty little eyes out. After that, we’ll crack open the fake bubbly left over from our New Years Party (one of our parties that lacked invitations) and toast our little hearts out to all our woes and misadventures.
If no one happens to show up to our little formal pity party (which is a very real possibility since we didn’t in fact invite anyone), we’ll put on our PJ’s, crawl back into bed and watch the 6+ hours of Anne Of Green Gables while we toast our good friend the Italian Angel …if you know what we mean…lets just say the oldest child has been looking forward to toasting our Italian Angel for a very long month. She’s hoping our pity party will be very pitiful and therefore all the better as a pity party.
Happy S.A.D!!!
1 comment:
I'm technically single until June 9th..I would have enjoyed joining you for SAD!
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