I consider myself a smart person… however, I’ve resigned myself to having to add 3 or 5 hours (depending on whether it’s daylight savings) to the time showing on the dash of my Japanese import car. It’s been about 7 years now… 😬🤭

Don’t even get me started on changing the time on my oven 🤦‍♀️

Absolutely. So debilitating. I am so sorry you are suffering. I relate. 😕

I think you are on perpetual mode?!

And here’s me, happy I finally nailed Shavasana 🤣🤣

Cats and kids…

Anyone else? #sunday GM

GM Folks.

Beautiful Bruce!

#GM

Truth

This is playing in my gift store right now.

We have decorations that go way back (36 years) to when my husband and I got married. We always decorate our tree on our anniversary and our boys have taken to see who can throw (soft) decorations the furthest and make them land on the tree! Ind year we had to listen to Snoop Dogs Christmas album in order to get them to participate 🤣🤣🤣

A wonderful reminder. I often think of one Christmas in particular, maybe 6-7 years ago when my boys were 17, 22, and 24. We have been renovating our house for 22 years now… but that year was particularly chaotic and I couldn’t find our angel. I was getting very upset and stressy. It was getting pretty bad when my middle son stormed into the kitchen, air blue with cursing (“ffs mum… etc etc) I could hear a horrible crunching noise, followed by what sounded like sawing… he marched back into the living room and jammed something on the top of the tree. It was half a red and silver aluminium coke can. He turned to me and with disgust in his voice said “For gods sake mum, get a grip. It’s not what’s on top of the tree, it’s who’s around it that matters!”. And that was a humbling reminder. That coke can lived in our box of Christmas decorations for years. We found the angel some years later, but my favourite tree topper will always be a coke can. Love to you and thanks for keeping it real.

Will share my “coke can” story. Such a great reminder…