LOLTurtle.

I have just loved reading about everyone's Christmas traditions. I love having this place where there are so many different experiences and backgrounds. Not everyone has this, and it makes me a little sad for them.

And I'm going to stop there before I get all sappy. No, I'll say one more related thing, but it's not sappy. I shared my new website/blog with a few of my favorite professors (and the ones I thought would be interested). Turns out that one of my professors is VERY interested, as in she is just fascinated by this "new" discourse. I really do forget that not everyone interacts in this way, and most people, in fact, just don't understand it. So, I recommended Allyson's book to her.

It's just interesting to me. I look at it and sometimes study it, but my interest comes as an insider. It's kind of funny when suddenly I find myself trying to explain to an "outsider."

Oh, and Eric TOTALLY deserved that response!

Did anyone else watch the Hogswatch movie?

I recorded it but haven't watched it, yet.

Happy day after Emeline's birthday! And happy December, y'all.

It's the first of the month and I don't have to pay rent. Exciting..

We always left Santa cookies and a beer. And an apple for the reindeer. No CHristmas for any hypothetical kids of mine, of course, except at Grandma's house.

{{Jessica}} Lots of get~well~ma for your grandfather.

So did no one else (that grew up with two parents in the house) get separate presents from each parent?

We did. My mom had the general gift giving duties, making sure everyone got something and getting the practical things or the things she knew we really wanted or whatever, but dad loves to give gifts and would give stuff on his own as well.

And Santa brought stuff for my parents. And filled their stockings. Our stockings always had a tangerine in the toe and a mini box of cereal at the top and whimsical stuff in between. At some point we started trading names and each of us would fill someone else's stocking - that was pretty great.

Fay emceeing a Day at the Races sounds perfect. And Hil telling off Eric, necessary.

TCG's band looks fun

Every year our stockings would contain one orange-type citrus fruit (tangerine, clementine, actual orange, whatever) and a penny in the toe, one thing of scotch tape because we always stole my mother's and she kept trying to prevent that, at least one candy food thing, and at least one small toy.

And Santa brought stuff for my parents. And filled their stockings. Our stockings always had a tangerine in the toe and a mini box of cereal at the top and whimsical stuff in between. At some point we started trading names and each of us would fill someone else's stocking - that was pretty great.

I wish I'd gotten tangerines. The Christmas I was eleven, Mom put a book called Almost Twelve in my stocking. Explained sexual reproduction in a factual yet modestly Christian way. I believe I have told this story here before, yet the mortification I felt at the time was strong enough that I need to keep telling it. Also, so not fair for that book which was an extrusion of parental duty to tell me the facts of life to replace some actual fun presents.

Here, the cats get a stocking together - which we fill out of trips to dollar store pet toys. And Daniel and I wrack our brains thinking of stuff to put in each other's stocking. My forays into the dollar-dvd aisle at Walmart yield particularly lame results.

Yeah, we always got oranges in the stockings, too. I wonder where that tradition comes from.

Ouch, Andi. Way to make Christmas morning an excruciating ordeal.

I wonder where that tradition comes from.

A writer/quilter on the subject: [link]

Why do companies gotta be so stupid? Gah!

I'm not frantically trying to put together needs for a frelling dog and pony show for executives at the end of the month. This includes heads of certain animation studios that Steve Jobs is very involved with.