I finally gave up on a live tree a couple of years ago and bought a prelit tree. At the moment, however, for complicated reasons having to do with my mother's getting a new table, I have my great-grandparents' dining room table in my living room, so there's no room for a Christmas tree or, for that matter, any way to get into the living room. I have acquired new tacky lights for the yard, though.

It is currently 9°F here.

The bank sign on the next block keeps coming around with a temperature of -50° F.

I hope that's not a prediction, because the NWS says 3° F for tonight.

My newly fixed computer has finally allowed me to catch up shamelessly skip and skim so that Bitches doesn't chide me with it's "500 new" anymore.

What's up?

I'm a bid sad because Gershwin Girl has spent all week contagious with conjunctivitis, and nothing is quite as painful as hanging out with her and being unable to touch hands/faces/et cetera. Especially as we're that couple you hate who is always touching, like, all the time. Today is her day of no-longer-contagious but we can't even celebrate it because she's got to do tons of work. Bah.

Oh well. At least I have video games. They've always seen me through trying, smoochies-less times in the past.

Dad and I decorated the fireplace one year. Mom and I decorated the fireplace one year (different houses). Mom used her ficus (spell?) tree for a xmas tree at least one year. I think it was the prettiest tree we had.

Then there was the year Mom and I put up the tree, but not many ornaments and since it was just me adn her and we didn't get finished shopping until the 24rd or so we didn't wrap presents (why bother since only 8 hrs or so later we were going to rip off the paper?) We just had them in bags and then took turns pulling them out and giving them to each other.

For $15 or so at Wal-Mart you can get a living, potted, 2 ft pine tree and place it on the table in the dining room.

In the good news I must gloat about department: I told my cute co-worker (who I'd be crushing on madly were he not already seriously involved w/ someone) that I was going to a prelimary planning meeting for my high-school reunion tonight.

"Oh," he says, "you're already having your tenth reunion?"

"Nope - twentieth."

He nearly fell out of his chair. He'd assumed I was in my mid-twenties. Heh.

It was a nice pick-me-up.

Glad Gershwin Girl is feeling better. You two can be all annoying totally cute and PDAing again. Until then, well video games are always a solid choice. I should go see if I have a spare video card so I can go and blow shit up myself.

He'd assumed I was in my mid-twenties. Heh.

Not doing a tree this year. Grinchy.

Go youthful Anne!

Woot, Anne!

Gris, I'm glad she's no longer contagious and wish you much snuggling in the future.

The tree is up. It's only a 3 ft. tree-in-a-box, but it has lovely ornaments from Deb on it, and some little glass balls in different colors, and some red bows, some clear crystal beads on a string, some white garland, and of course, lights... basically it's a pretty busy little tree. Then I put lights in the living room window and decided to forgo putting them out on the porch this year. That may last until I look at my naked porch and get cranky, but for now it's good. I also can't find two of our stockings, so I think there are more ornaments somewhere.

I love Christmas. Next year, in our very own first house, we are going to have a live all-the-way-to-the-ceiling tree. (knock wood)

Which reminds me, they sold my house while I was having my colonoscopy! Bastards. The colonoscopy was perfectly clear, so now I have to have an upper GI series because the normal results seemed to upset the doctor. With that, and Christmas, and Aidan's special needs, and trying to hang on to money for the down payment, we're going to stop looking until February. That could have us moving by end of March, which will mean much better weather for hauling boxes but just in time to put in a little garden.

Buffista animal viewing

One of the Buffista totem animals are on Leno tonite, the capybara.