I am not a big fan of writing lists of what I want for Christmas. If there is something that I really want, I am not shy about
demanding not so subtly hinting to my husband about it. I love any gift (and by any gift I am referring to any gift that comes with a gift receipt). This year, in an effort to cut down the time spent on after Christmas exchanges, I have compiled a list of things that I hope Santa does NOT bring me.
Nothing would motivate me to eat salad more than fearing that I’ll step on the scale and find out that I weigh the same as a wildebeest.
This gives a whole new meaning to “got milk?”
You know how there are certain inventions that change the world forever?? This isn’t one of them.
I have a kid,I spend
20 minutes hours a day trying to make my house not smell like cheese. I’ll pass.
The perfect gift for….Eskimo secretaries?!? Seriously, where are these people typing and have they not heard of gloves.
They’re sexy! They’re stylish! They’re a flawless combination of jeans, flip flops and leg warmers. How in the world did it take this fashion genius so long to get these things on the market?!