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Holly jolly nonsense

Ah, Yuletide….. Lovely time of year. Trees, gifts, (mostly) cheerful tunes to annoy me into oblivion if I don’t take steps to avoid it. The radio has played the same 7 tunes so repeatedly I’m having dreams of squirrels singing them whilst dancing on iced over power lines.

This nonsense will not stand.

Hooray for grooveshark and other services in a similar vein. The play list I’m slowly building is so much nicer and more varied. Possibly I won’t go berserk the next time I’m subjected to Felize Navidad because of it. I’m otherwise mostly set for the holiday. I cannot wait til the days begin to get lighter again. Our winter thus far has been weirdly balmy- it’s beginning to freak me out a bit to tell the truth. I’m waiting for 99 feet of snow and ice to heap itself upon me and my neighbors any moment now. It just feels wrong to be driving around with the window down right now…. It’s like the cold is waiting to pounce.

Bear will get a few gifties, but I’ve not found That Gift yet. You know, the one you find and go- “That’s it. If he gets nothing else this year, it’s fine. This is The Most Nifty Thing.” Alas. Alak. Alaska. I must resume the search this weekend. Monkey on the other hand…. nope. Same thing. He wants a phone, which (in the long run) we can’t really cover right now, so that’s a no-go. Beer of the month is out (HA!). There are a few winners but again, nothing that really sparkles. Gah. I feel so inadequate. Oh well.

Speaking of Alaska, I’ve been rewatching Northern Exposure recently. I forgot how very fond I am of this show. It’s very comforting somehow and makes me yearn for the frosty snowy goodness that is the Northern Wilderness. (I secretly love snow- very secretly. Like, I don’t ever admit it. You never read this. It’s all lies anyway.)

I did find the perfect gift for a family in China- we are giving them (through a very kind middlegroup) a flock of ducks. If you’ve never seen or heard of Heifer International, go scope it out. Totally worthwhile cause. As a bonus, you get to feel all Mighty and Awesome and World Changing when you donate. (You are. Totally.)

Anyway… I hope it’s a very Happy Yuletide for one and all, and if you don’t do Yule then have a Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah, Happy Kwanzaa, etc and so forth. Have a good Season. Feast. Drink. Be kind to one another. Don’t stress out over it. Remember, if you fuck it up this time- there’s always next time around.

Cheers!

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Story of my life….

November is nearly over.  It’s finally cold- I’m freezing my ass off as I sit here in my layers waiting for the heat to come on.  Monkey is in the other room feeding his Yuletide film addiction with a Wonderful Life.  My car is in the shop for some unknown, but stinky ailment.  Hopefully Wrench will call with good news in the morn.  There are gifts awaiting wrap.  A large metal chicken decorated with lights, affectionately named ‘Beyonce’ (jr)’, on my porch. 

 

“It’s hard putting christmas lights on a chicken.”

 

The wine in my glass diminishes by the moment and I am still not satisfied~ mainly because it’s not coffee.  In trying to be sensible, I am often disappointed.  At least in the short run.  Must remember the payoff almost always comes later than I’d like.  I have no interest whatsoever in Yule decorating this year.  (At least at the moment.  It’s still November~ might be more into it next month.)  I am tired of missing my Bear.  We had 4 days off together over Thanksgiving and I loved every moment.  (Ok, maybe not the massive headache Saturnday- but all the rest for certain.)  I miss all the time we had together when we were both laid off.*

 

Things will get better.  We will have time again.  There will be hikes, and deer hunting and breakfast at home.  And foolishness.  Must remember that.  It’s so hard in this moment though. 

Anyway.  Monkey finished his report on prohibition and presented it yesterday.  He wants to do Archery.  Come to that, I do too.  Must get more info on that.  No car puts a kink in the regular plan for Thorsday for us~ we’ll be home in the morn (hopefully off to pick up the car in short order), rather than gallivanting with friends.  There is talk of a Coffee shop meeting… I think we’ll miss that one as well since it’s scheduled for one of my work days.  Maybe next time. 

 

Working on the design for my next tattoo.  What I really need to do is call the artist and sic him on it.  Not being the kind of high caliber artist I’d like to be, I’ll need him to do it for me.  Hope it turns out as I’d like.  Told Bear he could get me more ink for Yule.  He just smiled. 

 

 

 

*Yes, I am aware that this is blasphemous in America at this time.  I don’t care.