We have had the lowest-key Christmas ever. Owen's playing with Legos in his room, Liv is frosting some cookies for Santa, DH is watching TV and I'm wrapping up some ebay auctions.
'Bushwhacked'
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Oh, and thanks, Spidra. I feel kind of like a hypocrite, because I belong to Netflix, too, but I want everything in my town to stay the same, logic be damned!
Well, I hadn't joined netflix but I never rented videos anymore, so...
amyth, my mother was very upset to hear you were spending Xmas alone. She wanted you to come with us.
OH GOD. VISART.
The one by me closed long ago, but it was srsly the last video store I knew to be an honest-to-shit cultural institution.
Aw, I hate to make your mom upset. I should have come with you. I'm not handling it as well as I thought I would. I think coming off of two weeks pretty much by myself because of the knee surgery, plus my brother, just had a cumulative effect that I should have anticipated and didn't. I'm not always the greatest at introspection.
But thanks! It's nice to know. And I chatted on facebook with T. for a while. And C. called me on her way to Williamsburg, and R. called me, too. And tomorrow, I get to have Chinese with F. and go see True Grit. Yay! And maybe Doctor Who with A's parents.
I'm a little worried that my SiL never called me back. I know she's in a bad way, today especially, but if it's so bad she can't even check in, ugh.
And dammit! I forgot to call C's dad in NY. Today's his birthday. Not like I was busy. ::smacks forehead::
When are you doing the thing with F? And dude, don't worry about my mom. She's not upset, something's wrong.
I don't know. Whenever she wakes up and decides to come over.
Ah, I am in bed. Got up at 6 this morning and started the long overdue shopping and wrapping, and driving to the other coast for events at my mother's, then got back here a few minutes ago. So tired. There are several parties in progress on my street. I would totally crash if I weren't dead on my feet. Will be up again at dawn to go finish wrapping and bring the stuff home from the office. Then to make a couple varieties of lasagna to bring to BIL's house tomorrow. Did I mention tired?
And DH joined me while I was typing the above and is already snoring. How I envy the ability to fall asleep instantly.
Merry Christmas and/or awesome Saturday to one and all. May there be a complete lack of drama and an abundance of delights.
What Laura said.
We walked around and looked at Christmas lights, read stories and drank nog or hot cocoa, and now we're winding down.
I am in bed ready to go to sleep and my dad is on the computer. Hey old dude, your daughter is pooped and so should you be. Not to mention that we should all get as much sleep as we can in case we have to celebrate Xmas in the ER.
Cookies: for those who aren't my sister's fb friends, she named her gallstone Pete. Completely without knowing the etymology.