Are you all jealous?
Because you should be--I just opened the last present from Laura, and it was homemade mango chutney.
NOM
Actually, I was thinking it would be sort of like a pet. You know, we could...we could name her Trixie, or Miss Kitty Fantastico, or something.
Tara ,'Empty Places'
Goodbye and Good Riddance 2014: so long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, good bye...
Every year we watch the Charlie Brown special, do the Snoopy dance, wish everybody a Merry Thanksgivukkahmas, and thank our Secret Santas in the good riddance thread. Which is this one, in case you were wondering.
Buh bye, 2014.
Lee - Dec 19, 2014 5:16:47 pm PST #102 of 300
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
DebetEsse - Dec 19, 2014 5:26:22 pm PST #103 of 300
Woe to the fucking wicked.
My Secret Santa continues to be Secret by the use of a vendor, who made me fantastic beaded stackable rings which will double as stitch markers as needed! They are fantastic and fit beautifully.
Huzzah!
Lee - Dec 19, 2014 6:48:39 pm PST #104 of 300
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Hey, Suzi, was there a small thing in the tube that got there today? There should have been.
SuziQ - Dec 19, 2014 9:08:15 pm PST #105 of 300
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Ahhh, yes. The magnificent magnets? I will post pictures in the morning.
Lee - Dec 20, 2014 3:38:59 am PST #106 of 300
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Yay! I was afraid they might fall out in transit.
They made me laugh
Laura - Dec 20, 2014 7:44:19 am PST #107 of 300
Our wings are not tired.
homemade mango chutney
Yay! So glad it didn't break in transit. I like it on top of fish or hot veggies or rice. DH scarfs it down in scoops or on tortilla chips. The mangoes were from my tree so no nasty chemicals.
Pix - Dec 20, 2014 2:48:08 pm PST #108 of 300
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Finally got my package in the mail...but no idea how quickly it will get there. Still whee!
lisah - Dec 20, 2014 3:17:03 pm PST #109 of 300
Punishingly Intricate
My gifteez gifts are purchased! Plan to get in mail Monday!
quester - Dec 20, 2014 7:21:52 pm PST #110 of 300
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
I don't know if this is the place to mention this, but my siblings had our annual get together at my brother's houss. We do a random gift exchange where we can steal someone else's gift. There is always one present that changes hand the most. This year it was a 12th Doctor's Sonic Screwdriver, provided by me, and a Tardis nighlight that I ended up with. A lot of Whovians in the family! and at least one great-nephew who really did not get the concept had a meltdown after his mom had the Screwdriver stolen.
EpicTangent - Dec 20, 2014 7:29:00 pm PST #111 of 300
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty
So 2014 hadn't done anything in particular to tick me off, then yesterday...EVERYTHING IN THE WORLD in one day! Because of poor planning on the part of someone not me, I get stuck on a massive project that HAD to be finished yesterday. 3 hours of overtime is nice on a paycheck - not on a Friday night. I get home a little after 8, so I can get ready for a party that had started at 7. Driving down to the party, I can't get my windows to unfog - apparently my defroster's not working. I finally get to the party & find parking but have to circle the building to find an actual entrance. I get in there, hoping to unwind from my crap day, instead it's like a Jr High party and my friend and I are the uncool kids getting ignored. The two of us chatted and when we decided to leave, a couple of them finally talked to us. We walk out to my truck and...it's not there. We hunt around because my friend is sure it's just because I'm not familiar with the complex and I must have parked somewhere else. We get in her car and circle around until we accept it's not there. I call the number on the sign in the parking area, and my truck's been towed. I parked in a space marked "Guest", but it turns out you have to have a PERMIT TO PARK IN A GUEST SPACE. Thankfully my (very good) friend was willing to drive me another half hour further from home so I could pay $352 (JUST IN TIME FOR CHRISTMAS) to get my baby back from the towyard. AND I lost an earring somewhere while we were hunting for my truck.
So, 2014 got in it's last-minute shots at me. Please, 2015, don't suck.
eta: And upon an hour's reflection, I feel bad for being so dramatic when other people have had real bad things of badness happen this year, and I just had a supremely shitty day. So, let this just be as bad as it gets, and I'll be not that bad off.