Timelies!

-t, congrats on your own new place! How exciting! I’ll need that address so I can send a little something that I’ve been holding on to, because I’m lazy or busy or something.

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FAY! Yay for you!

KARL! It’s been too long!

Hec, go you with the Christmas helping! That was very sweet of you.

{{{MG}}} I’m so sorry about the DH not liking the presents. That is totally sucky!

It was wonderful to catch up and hear about all the terrific days yesterday.

What Beverly said.

Here's the silly part. We use GoogleTalk to tell each other stuff. While we are sitting next to each other on the couch. Just because we can, really.

Emily and I occasionally do that in the living room with Trillian. It’s quite fun.

Hope you’re feeling better, Nora!

Gonna write up some updates for the next post.

I have had a perfectly lovely couple of days. Mom and dad dropped off mom’s car for me on Christmas Adam (the day before Christmas Eve…it’s a joke my brothers and I made up when we were little). So, Christmas Eve I got up, ran some errands, wrapped presents and got ready to go to mom and dad’s for a few days. Dropped Emily at the airport in Providence, so she could head to Michigan to be with her mom, then headed to mom and dad’s to start the festivities.

We went to a lovely (but LONG) Christmas Eve service at my parents’ church, where my brother and my dad sang an absolutely gorgeous a cappella version of Silent Night, partly in German. It was just beautiful. After the service we headed back home for corn chowder and fixings. Yummmmm. By the time dinner was done, we were all pooped and headed to bed so Santa could come.

Sunday morning we got up, showered and whatnot, then did stockings. Stockings with the dogs are always fun! They’re so cute. I don’t know about other houses, but Santa does a bang-up job with stockings at our place.

Then we had a lovely breakfast of home-made cinnamon rolls (where we all STUFFED our faces!) and headed off to church. The service was quite lovely and SHORT! Yay! We were home by the time mom and dad are usually leaving church, which was kind of nice, since greed had set in. We were going to eat some lunch before presents, but it was taking a long time to defrost the stuff for lunch, so we started on presents. Everyone loved what I got them, so that was wonderfully fun.

I had asked for a bunch of stuff, then sent out an amendment e-mail to my family asking them to donate money to a couple favorite charities that are helping get gifts/books to kids in the Hurricane Katrina-zone. Like the sweeties that my family members are, they each gave a little to the charities, but still gave something to me. It was quite touching. I got a couple of iTunes gift certificates, gift certificates to my two favorite craft stores, new dishes (to replace our cracked ones at the apartment), Serenity, all of the South Beach Diet books (which my mom was cutely worried were going to offend me), and the beautiful bread basket linens that my mom embroidered. I think that about covers it. I’m sure there were a few more little things, but that was mostly it. It was lovely.

We had prime rib with all the normal fixings for dinner. It was SO YUMMY! After cleanup, we all crashed and watched football. I was in bed by 9 p.m. Mom and dad went to bed shortly thereafter. Jon stayed up to watch his beloved Vikings lose, and was in a crabby mood all yesterday because of it. Poor kid.

Yesterday we did the very important day-after-Christmas shopping. I got a bunch of clothes at GREAT prices and another birthday present for Emily…oh, and a new, lovely winter coat, which I desperately needed. Today I head back home. It’s been a wonderful few days with my family, though.

I skiiiiiimed. But I think Almare's myths need to be compiled. Hot hot mythological hoYAY.

-chortles- if you think My Egyptian and Viking stuff's wonky, you should hear some of my Greek/Roman. I get invited to all the Cool Seminars because of this weird incident in Rome involving statues, Museums, some very special statues, and one totally tricked out bottle of Bacardi.

Sail, ND and I loved Kong.

It was really fun and worth seeing.

Kong made me squeel like a little girl and go Awwwwwwww for like, the entire time. The most movie moments for me were the Jumanji size mosquitoes. Very uber.

It’s been a wonderful few days with my family, though.

It sounds brilliant and wonderful. I'm awful glad you enjoyed youself.

Ugh. I've decided to donate my car to charity, and become a responsible, carless individual. It's going to take the car donation people 4-5 business days to pick up my car. I don't think the car fixing place will hold it that long. I have *no* idea what to do with it.

vw, a friend of mine had the same problem. She left the car parked on the street, with a note on the window asking the police not to have it towed as it was waiting to be towed away by the charity people. That turned out OK for her.

Else it's probably worth asking the car place if they can keep it that long....

I just realised every God related story here that I have, involves Barcadi and a statue. I think I've unofficially found something easier to sacrifice than virgins! Wicked!

Billytea, my love, you sound like a man who needs a hug. And a stiff drink. And possibly a matter transporter. And a trip to the zoo. And maybe a pony.

No, no, I'm feeling rather mellow right now. Family good. But loud and intrusive. No matter! I have car. Ergo, I rock!

Ugh. I've decided to donate my car to charity, and become a responsible, carless individual. It's going to take the car donation people 4-5 business days to pick up my car. I don't think the car fixing place will hold it that long. I have *no* idea what to do with it.

I'd ask to speak to the owner at the mechanic shop, and then tell the owner you want to donate the car to charity, and ask if they can indulge you the few days on their lot.

I'd ask to speak to the owner at the mechanic shop, and then tell the owner you want to donate the car to charity, and ask if they can indulge you the few days on their lot.

I did. They won't. They don't have room. I get that. I'll figure something out.

I'd ask to speak to the owner at the mechanic shop, and then tell the owner you want to donate the car to charity, and ask if they can indulge you the few days on their lot.

Yes, because it's Christmas! And, and, charity!

I need a new winter coat.

I am at work, infecting co-workers and fellow commuters alike. I'd asked my boss if I could take today off, last week, and was denied, because of having to babysit a project that should have been completed last week, and my boss being on vacation. So I figured after that was laid out that I couldn't really call out.