At home, when we're not doing the thumbs up (which we are almost always doing the thumbs up), we say, "We're number 1!"

Ahahaha, you guys, I just have to share this. Last night, the rope group (which is what it sounds like: people who get together to learn/practice different techniques and whatnot, but not a party) had a Christmas party (I know, I *just* said "not a party," but it's December, so it was more festive than learning shit). So instead of learning something new, there was a contest to see who could decorate their partner most festively -- people used lights and garland and whatnot. Just silly stuff.

So Tim and I were one of the "winners" (not really a big competition; more like, hey, you did this, so have a prize), and the "prize"? A CANDY NECKLACE.

I laughed for about a full minute. And then I had to explain how my worlds just collided. It was hilarious.

Teppy, that is too funny.

My niece giving Santa her best "I'm bored" look link. She most often looks bored and/or annoyed in photos.

My cousin's little girls took such a bad picture with Santa she sent a card with the 2 of them being fussy saying they were on the naughty list and they'll try again next year. It was cute.

Steph, that is funny.

askye, she looks like she's critiquing her manicure.

I think I'm not so much calm as numb. I think I might need to talk to my doc about upping my Zoloft. All I want to do is curl up in bed, forever. I guess it's some combo of holiday stress, money stress (now with added car stress), SAD, and my normal depression? I don't know, but I am feeling on the edge of cracking. It's also possible that the Zoloft is just losing effectiveness.

Hrmph. Do not like.

{{{smonster}}} I'm sorry. Any word yet on how bad the car is?

It's also possible that the Zoloft is just losing effectiveness.

What dose are you taking?

Steph, 100 mg.

sj, the shop isn't open until Monday. Thank god my insurance covers towing and a rental.

I just told D all the above - we're about to go to the baby shower. I think I'll take a bit of Xanax when we get there.

{{{smonster}}} do you have a light box thingey for the SAD?

Steph, 100 mg.

IIRC, 200 mg is the upper limit for Zoloft, so you might just need a higher dose. Which is better, IMO, than the possibility of the drug pooping out. Although that does certainly happen.

Also, go Team Xanax! We're going to a big Christmas party tonight, and I am going to need a couple of beers to chill out enough to deal with it. Loud, exuberant people (which, hey, it's a party -- I don't expect it to be a library), most of whom have WAY different boundaries than I do, in terms of being touchy-feely. I don't even want to sit on "Naughty Santa's" lap, which makes me feel like a hysyterical prude buzzkill.

(Naughty Santa is a friend, not some random creepy dude, but I prefer a 50-foot personal bubble, and don't want to sit on his lap. Part of that is also comes from Fat Girl Fear that I'll sit on his lap and he'll be appalled by my mighty holiday ass. But most of it is my 50-foot personal bubble.)

(Tim suggested I just tell Naughty Santa earlier in the evening that, while I appreciate the Santa shenanigans, I won't be sitting on his lap because of my personal bubble issues. That way when the whole Naughty Santa shenanigans take place, I can decline without him saying "Come on, everyone is sitting on Santa's lap!" and me needing to decline 2 more times [which is what happened at last year's party, and talk about embarrassing and infurating -- like me saying "No, thank you" the first time isn't 100% clear to anyone who speaks English?].)

(And perhaps I need a beer right now. Sheesh.)