The Year Without a Santa Clause

Best Christmas movie ever!! I’m Mr Heat Miser… loads of fun for everyone. Well, I think I have finally completed my christmas shopping thanks to a last minute bargain with my sister. In exchange for adding her name to the super cool present I got our dad, she will be adding me to the lovely and much less exciting present for my mother.

I think I am finally in the christmas spirit. After baking not one, not two but five dozen Christmas cookies last night, I’m starting to feel it. i’m also felling slightly ill, I think I actually ate a dozen of the cookies myself.

I probably won’t get a chance to write again until after the holidays, so Merry Christmas everyone!!

Twas 5 days before Xmas

OK I can’t believe it is so close… I haven’t really done anything christmas-y yet and kinda forgot about it. I know it’s weird. On the other hand, I have 3 unopened boxes of xmas cards on my table just waiting for some writing love. I’m warning all of you reading they will not get sent. If you live close by, you can come pick them up at my desk. If you are far away, I still love you, I’m just lazy.

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A year older, no wiser and a lot tired..um.. er

So the birthday weekend extravaganza has come to an end. From a dozen roses to breakfast in bed to shots with candles it was awesome. Death toll: many cupcakes, one laundry hamper , our permission to ever enter the bar ( something fish) my will to live ( ok maybe not live, but definitely to be awake). While trying to create a perfect birthday, my husband made it so close to the end, but alas fell just a wee bit short. Eh, close enough and really after three days how could anyone still want to treat me like a birthday princess and deal with me demanding things- althoguh I’m very sure I was perfectly well behave ( avoids eye contact and looks at floor). And oh yeah, there was the little issue of my silly friend stealing his chair in her drunken stupor. It’s cool the bartender also put her on a time out for mocking him:) We should really drink less;)  And now onto the next celebration where my wonderful colleagues will be hosting a holiday/birthday lunch and a fun filled gift exchange. Despite the protestors who chose not to particpate in the festivities, the rest of us will have fun…. provided I don’t fall asleep in the middle of it.

Princess and Flowers

The  birthday fun is beginning. Flowers have arrives and I am appropriately dressed in my princess garb. YAYAYAYAYAYAY!

Spamalot

All the talk of spamming lately is only adding to my excitement for this evening. To kick off my birthday weekend, my husband has gotten us tickets to Spamalot. Follwo this link to read the review of  one of the most esteemed writers of our time. I am so excited!! And I’m even more excited for  the birthday weekend. So tonight we see the show and have dinner. Tomorrow, I am expecting my breakfast in bed (he does it every year so its not really expecting too much) flowers or a stuffed animal. From there I will try to con some one (potentially the boy) into getting a manicure and pedicure with them. Relax for a bit. Make my way to the surprise restaurant for a delightful meal in Alexandria ( or is it Arlandria?) and then meet up with the princess (PS. everyone is invited, so let me know if you wanna come) drink… a lot. Then wake up on Sunday, get dressed and meet my mom for the lovely Sunday brunch she has arranged at the Club. At some point I am hoping to find a vegan birthday cake with my name on it. Really, I want  it to say Happy Birthday to me on it. Now, with all my hopes up and it being me, we all know somewhere, somehow, something will go wrong. Who wants to take bets on which part?

Nice

Seems my dear Cari has already eloquently described my excitement for today’s outting here. Princess Cari and Princess Me will be enjoying a Disney evening.

Ring Ring

Odd phone interactions in the last 24 hours.

First my best friend in the world who is also in a  weird way the most reliable person I know, texted. By reliable, I mean I can rely on her to disappear for months at a a time. Which was the case last night as well.

One simple text

“I need your address.”

My response “wow, you are there. I’ll call you” and just like that she disappeared.

Eh, at least I now what to expect

This morning the phone rang.

My husband “How many earring do you have on”

Me feeling my ears “One apparently”

My husband “Yeah because I am holding the other one” at which point I promptly took out the earring in my ear.

Danger Danger

Aren’t the holidays supposed to put people in a nice cheerful mood… even those of us who don’t know what cheer is? So why does it seem to always bring out the crazies? Aside from the lunatics that begin showing their faces around the holidays, the normally nice-ish folk I know have also turned a bit nasty and mean. I am so not used to being the nicest person in the room and i am not sure what to do with this. Anyway, I think I may bury myself in a hole until after christmas to avoid all the hypothetical conversations, the nasty glances, the weird looks, the less than happy returns , the aggrivation… and of course, the stabbings

Happy Birthday to My Big Sister

No , not that one, my other big sister. Today marks her 42nd year of life and in ten days we will mark about 20 years since I have seen her last. Her name, a potential appearance and SciFi’s Tin Man – which was really good– got me thinking. With the birth of my niece she would like for her own children, my other niece and nephew, to have cousins. Strange, she did not seem to think we were worthwhile sisters and brothers. Now, I speak a lot about no regrets and acknowledging all my choices have made me who I am, but I think even at 5, 8 and 9  years old we three may have used better judgement than our older and wiser sister of 15. A tough choice I know, but not for us. We stuck together and she went away. So for my long-lost other big sister, my choices have made me who I am, the youngest of three adorable (tee hee) children. Your choice left you alone , with all the attention you always wanted. Your regrets are not mine. So Happy Birthday, I hope your future is brighter than your past! We all did what we had to, some just made wiser choices.

On a less depressing and sour note, I ditched the rock like pillows ( accompanied by the shepardess- thanks!)  and am sleeping like an angel…. which is the only angelic thing about me