Don We Now Our Gay Apparel

A tradition that I grew up with was that 'St. Nick/St. Nicholas/Santa Claus' would come on December 6th (Saint Nicholas Day) to fill your stockings with goodies.  In my family that is when we would set out milk and cookies and our letters to Santa (usually telling him about how good we had been, what we had done wrong, and what we would like for Christmas).
I've continued this tradition in my own home, granted I don't have children yet, but my husband sure seemed to enjoy it.  My stocking remained empty, alas he didn't grow up with this tradition, but I bet he'll remember it next year.  I don't mind though, since it was fun to fill up his stocking while he was sleeping.

Husband's Stocking:
-Reeses in a Candy Cane shaped container
-Pepperidge Farm Geneva Cookies
-Christmas Hershey's Kisses throughout the stocking
-A new Burt's Bees chapstick (since he always tries to steal mine)
-A Silver Coffee mug (matches the one he steals of mine, except mine is PINK!)
-Two new pairs of cute socks (don't tell him that they are 'cute' though)
-A pair of fleece plaid Pj pants

Our dog, Lula, a wheaten terrier doesn't have a stocking yet.  I imagine I'll buy one for her after Christmas.  However, she did get a gift too, although I don't think she enjoys it too much.  I bought her a cone and an inflatable cone :-)  Talk about 'gay' apparel...

Our Lula

The poor thing is a hypoallergenic dog, but SHE is allergic to everything.  We have her on special expensive food because she is allergic to 14 top food ingredients found in dog foods (beef, pork, corn, etc.), which we found out through a $300 vet visit to test her blood.  Needless to say, we've spent a ton of money so far to make our "Itchy Bitchy", as we affectionately call her, not so itchy.

NOW, she's biting, licking, chewing at herself again.  This time we think it's due to her being bored when we aren't home.  Therefore, she has to Don her Gay Apparel until her bald spots grow back in....really...she has BALD SPOTS from this.  However, she is giving me looks to kill right now as though I am making her wear this thing to embarrass her.  Her prideful 'terrier attitude' is in full force at the moment.  Lord knows she's plotting ways inside that rotten head of hers of how to get me back...

Giving me a 'Look'

Jeesh... wait till I have actual children... I'll think having a dog was a breeze.