Tuesday, December 03, 2013
Christmas brings out the best daydreams
In the magazine world in my head, my Christmas table top would not include a prominent hard cover of "Dork Diaries" and endless photocopies of piano pieces my kids are working on.
Alas, 'tis real, life life that pervades this household.
Who am I kidding, though. I secretly love it. As long as I have two anklebiters in the home, I've always got an excuse for the mess!
When they leave for college, I'm thinking of opening a Brussels Griffon rescue shelter. I'll have a house full of little Oscars, and a perfect excuse for why the place looks like a disaster.
Obviously, I jest. When the kiddos leave, my house will be redecorated in a crisp, all-white, minimalistic style. My pots, pans and bakeware will be sold for vintage on some esoteric site not yet created, and I shall spend the rest of my days perfecting my short game on the golf courses of the Mexican Riviera, where I intend to retire.
I may bring my husband. We shall see.