That Christmas Feeling
Our Christmas Eve was spent half at the laundromat (because the new washer didn't work [who installs a washer and not test it out immediately? my husband and landlord, apparently (meaning: men)]) fending off offers from unshowered men to help with the scarf I was making.
The other half was spent fending off the last-minute-hoards at department stores looking for a television with a picture tube. I hear picture tubes are very important to the extended weekend holiday.
There are no decorations up, though I did manage to wrap the dog's present, no matter how snooty that makes me sound. You too would laugh watching the dog discover that the paper wrapping SQUEAKS! And then it must DIE! The three minutes of hilarity before the squeaker is extracted, shredded, and digested is well worth appearing snooty to the internet.
I have so much food to prepare tomorrow for the two of us, it's just silly. Why does the store not sell whole turkeys smaller than 16 pounds? Anyone want to come over for Christmas dinner? There will be homemade biscuits! And pie!
Wishing your holiday is more Christmas-y than ours,
The rhapsodic.org Management and Staff
2005
4 Love Notes
Merry Christmas Valette and B! Thank you for the sweet card.
And if you're making your peanut butter balls I might just come over! =-)
Merry Christmas, Sis (and B). Miss you this time of year. Nice card! To one day be a collector's piece!
Merry Christmas...missing you.
my christmas involved getting virtually the same thing, in the same color, from two different families, for at least 3 different items.
christmas eve with one family involved a great deal of screaming and me wanting to gouge my eyes out, if only for an excuse to get away. christmas day with the other family was wonderful, and i didn't really want to leave, until i was finally so tired that i practically passed out.
neither family was mine.
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