By Heather O.
You know that maybe you have too much on your mind when you are supposed to be driving to your son’s school for his Christmas party and you end up at the grocery store. When you get there, you still can’t quite figure out why you’re there until you look down and see the chopped pineapple on the seat that you were supposed to provide for the ‘Yogurt bar’ and realize that your little detour is now going to make you 10 minutes late for the party.
(It sounds like an odd idea, but wow, am I a fan of the yogurt bar. The kid filled their bowls with healthy yogurt, strawberries, granola, with not a single candy cane in sight. Nice.)
You also might have too much on your mind when after the Christmas party thingie, you run into Target for 10 minutes to do some last minute Christmas shopping and you hit the car parked next to you. Note: The only other time I have hit a parked car was when I was 17 and a dingleberry and trying to squeeze into a space that was way too small for my car in a crowded hospital parking garage. Target parking spaces are NOT the same thing as a parking garage, and there also just happened to be somebody IN THE CAR when I dinged the bumper. What grown woman dings a car in a parking lot? A woman who is too busy calculating how many presents she has to pick up to make sure everything is even for her two children on Christmas because her son is FREAKING OUT about his sister’s presents to bother driving well, that’s who.
But the day was not a complete fiasco. 2 days ago, Little Sister informed her teacher that Santa was bringing her a pink and purple unicorn. Um, okay. This is the first *I* have heard of her wanting such a thing. This could be a problem—where does one find a pink and purple unicorn?
So today, while at Target, I took a chance and went to the toy aisle, and there, waiting for me, nestled in between a dog and a leopard, was a PINK AND PURPLE UNICORN. And it was the only one.
It was Christmas miracle, y’all. And it doesn’t bother me a bit that the toy is ugly as sin.
I hope that you are finding your Christmas miracles this season, and hopefully it doesn’t involve getting lost in your own town, or chipping strangers’ bumpers.
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