It's the most horrible time of the year

The kids will be performing their church Christmas program in four hours.  I hope nobody dies.
Yes, we're buying a house.  We were going too wait until we actually closed on it to announce it to everyone, but Anna got really excited after taking pictures of the house with it marked "under contract."
Anna is ready to murder certain children for their inability to show up to all the practices for the program.  I don't blame her.  It makes it hard.
I need to murder one of Anna's coworkers.  Anyone want to help?
We had two girls especially who didn't show up to many of the program practices.  One of the girls hadn't been coming to church at all in the months before we started this so we hadn't given her any lines.  When she showed up, we split the other girls lines between them.  But they have hardly ever been at the same practice together and they don't know what they are supposed to say, so we are making them Siamese twins.  They can say all their lines together.
My job site closes for Christmas on Thursday and doesn't reopen until after the New Year.  But my company will be putting me to work somewhere else for the rest of this week and the majority of next week.  This is fine.  Any money I can make toward our house is a good thing, but what is not fine is that I will be going from an 11-7 shift from Tuesday night to Wednesday morning and then I'll have to be at work at 7:30 Thursday morning.
I think this Patriots/Broncos game will be closer than most people think, but I won't be too fazed if the Broncos lose.  I'll just feel a lot better if the Raiders and Chargers lose today.
I wish there was less focus on Tebow.  It just makes me feel like something awful is coming.
I never indent the start of my paragraphs anymore.  I'm a bad person.
Did I write that Anna and I went and saw Happy Feet II with one of her coworkers?  Anna liked it.  I liked the krill.  I thought the rest of it was just ok. 
Riding side-saddle must have been hard on women's backs.
I'm just excited for the Christmas program to be over.  I hate this time of year.
I need to come up with something else for Anna for Christmas.  I already got her a Keurig coffee maker, but she knows about it.  I need to find her something that she can unwrap on Christmas morning.
My supervisor gave me a Mexican lollipop.  According to the wrapper, it is strawberry flavored.  I wouldn't know because it's coated in chilli.  I like hot stuff.  That's fine.  But it's the worst tasting chilli I've ever put in my mouth.

Now cranking:

Band: Maylene & the Sons of Disaster
Album: IV
Genre: Southern Metal