Which actually reminds me I should be buying ornaments for my young cousins etc.
Lorne: My little prince. Oh…what did they do to you? Angel: Nina…tried to…eat me. Lorne: Oh, you're--medic! You're gonna make it Angel. Just don't stop fighting. Doctor! Is there a Gepetto in the house?
'Smile Time'
Natter 55: It's the 55th Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jesse - Dec 05, 2007 5:59:42 pm PST #5893 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
sarameg - Dec 05, 2007 6:01:16 pm PST #5894 of 10001
The only shopping I've done was at the JPL shop (thanks to lori! Best place for spacey or space-inductees.) and...um one book. I've got another on the list. Crap.
Can't we just give goats?
Did you have your own ornaments as a child?
Sorta. There is the silver cat rattle my Aunt Carol gave me (seriously, gorgeous lines.) And there are the handmade picture decos that a family friend made. And then there are the ugly ornaments we made and have fond memories of. Really, "mine" was all about self definition beyond that. There are the swedish dancing dolls, the wooden flat painted angels from the other A family to my mom's, the plaster and cloth Santa that was dad's, the leather angels Aunt Carolyn made, the fugly bean on neon cardboard her daughter did. The slowly decreasing number of leaf-on-blown-egg my aunts made, the spray painted walnut shells. I consider all of these mine. None but the cat given to me exclusively, but all mine, as in my history.
And I'm not even talking about the mini-tree.
Jesse - Dec 05, 2007 6:02:19 pm PST #5895 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Most of the ones I made, my parents have kept, except the ones that were so ugly they'd never hang them! I also have a silver rattle on a ribbon.
sarameg - Dec 05, 2007 6:04:38 pm PST #5896 of 10001
We kept the fantastically ugly ones. To hoot like loons the next year. I'm still sad the dog ate my brother's ugly, heavy, INSANE shit-brown bread-dough lizard-thing he made as a toddler. The fucker had to be hung on the trunk, it was so massive.
Jesse - Dec 05, 2007 6:08:50 pm PST #5897 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Now I want to put up my tree (including Mrs. Rabbit who's been broken a million times and is missing one leg, and the ridiculous styrofoam ball one I made one year)! But instead I have to go to bed.
Cass - Dec 05, 2007 6:26:54 pm PST #5898 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
(so I can have v. cold moldable icepacks)Medicinal peas. Though I am going with the blocky one for rubbing (ouch!) and the gel for the plain icing.
And wishing I had vodka in the freezer for the rest.
Can't we just give goats?I would deGrinch if I could do this.
Hil R. - Dec 05, 2007 6:50:18 pm PST #5899 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Why do I keep reading stuff by Christopher Hitchens? I know it's just going to piss me off.
DavidS - Dec 05, 2007 7:30:46 pm PST #5900 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Christopher Hitchens is a fucking idiot.
ION, I tivoed You're A Good Man, Charlie Brown which Emmett has never seen. After Charlie Brown got to the final round of the spelling bee and lost on the word "beagle" Emmett noted: "It sucks ass to be Charlie Brown."
Though he amended shortly after that: "Snoopy is so awesome. He is a genius dog."
aurelia - Dec 05, 2007 7:41:00 pm PST #5901 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
My parents want me to have a new portrait taken as their gift. I just got around to making the appointment for that.
I received my first Christmas card of the season today. I haven't even bought mine yet.
Burrell - Dec 05, 2007 7:43:19 pm PST #5902 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
So this is the first year Franny's really been aware of Hannukah as a holiday. She's all into the candles. Not that we are doing candles as such; this year, as last year, we're using a Hannukah menorah puzzle to mark the nights. So not kosher I know, but much less likely to lead to fire when Isaac starts to poke at it.