Cashmere, are you off the s-list with your sister?
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I'm still in Somerville. I realized that listening to heavy duty Christmas carols was depressing the HELL out of me, so I've shifted over to stopping playing computer solitaire and am eating lunch and catching up with the boards instead.
I am also still in Somerville! I am studying for my test on Monday though.
I am back from the mall (not as traumatic an experience as I'd expected, actually) with my full complement of gifts, including a very spiffy Kitchenaid stand mixer for my brother and quasi-sister-in-law. They have a new house, and I feel they should have a stand mixer, except that after I bought it I started having this tingly little feeling like maybe they already had one. So, er, I'm holding onto the receipt and warning them before they open it. Potential embarassment level: High.
Now I have to stick the ham in the oven for my parents (who are out at the moment) and call my Childhood Best Friend who's in town for the week, and wrap presents. Oh, and shower. I should totally do that today.
(On the plus side, the flight through Atlanta rather than Detroit or Minneapolis turned out to be a blessing. I got in half an hour late, at about 12:30 AM; there were flights from the midwest that were supposedly going to be coming in at 3 AM. Ugh.)
Happy 25th, everyone. May it be a good day.
My parents want to go shopping. I'm going to drop them off, I think. I can't bear the thought. Hell, I tried to buy gas at Costco yesterday, and it took me more than five minutes just to get out of the parking lot after I decided not to join the huge line.
I scare easily, I admit it.
Present wrapping is done. My dad just called. They've arrived at my grandparents' house safely. So it's time for me to jump in the shower and head over there. Merry Christmas to all who celebrate.
Does anybody else get unreasonably pleased when you're able to use an odd scrap of paper to just-barely wrap something?
Emmett and I just got back from playing handball. We're sweatballs. I'm eating a sandwich, JZ's in the shower. Soon we go over to EM's house, and we'll be having xmas eve dinner there and staying the night. Must remember to bring coffee making stuff.
Cashmere, are you off the s-list with your sister?
Oh, definitely. When she called me yesterday, realizing just how incredibly nasty the storm here really was, DH said, "Wow, she sounds contrite." The family is having their Christmas Eve at her house and she'll tell them to come back next Saturday for New Years and Christmas, Part II.
David, I too love the perfect sized paper scrap as gift wrap moment.
ita, for a shopphobic like yourself, you should avoid costco at holiday times. The end.
Did your parents shop? Where did you take them? Better today than Sunday.
ita, for a shopphobic like yourself, you should avoid costco at holiday times.
I just wanted gas. I didn't know there'd be a seasonal run on gas.
Parents are at the Century City mall. Mother called me to say they couldn't find what I asked for (I haven't asked for anything, but mentioned jewelry's good, if they can't find a pony). They're being terribly literal. I'm just impressed my dad's in the mall.
He's probably shopping for himself, though. I told them they don't need me for shopping help, they need you, Kat.
When do stores get vaguely sane again? I'm reasonably sure I'm getting my dad a Zire.