Friday, December 28, 2007

It's over and I feel so alone. How did I let, the sweetest of dreams slip away....
Okay, I probably mangled the lyrics to whatever song that is, but if I hear it on my daughter's cd player one more time I'll scream. I mean, we got the kid a 30 gig Microsoft Zune for Christmas. It has cute little foam covered noise-cancelling ear buds too. And a pink case. Yet still, the child persists in rocking out loud. I must go home and dismantle the cd player. (I have my own Zune, so I won't be lacking in tune-age)

The freaking Christmas holidays are over! Next on the list: New Year's Even, then Groovn-girl's most fabulously hot 34th birthday. Whoot! More gifts for me.

Speaking of gifts, I must've either been extremely nice this past year or Extremely Naughty because Groovn-husband hooked me the fuck up on some gifts this year. I got a new stone Buddha that's so calm and beautiful and serene. I love him. Then, the spouse actually foraged through the female section of a department store to buy me a bitchin black belted blouse. (ooh! alliteration. i'm so poetical and shit-just like Janet Jackson in that crappy movie) He also purchased and lovingly wrapped an eight piece set of dishes in a textured black stone inset with shiny red glass squares. Most, most sexy dinnerware I've evah seen! I also got House Season Three, because Hugh Laurie with his hot little faux American accent makes me happy. And the spouse found the movie Labyrinth with David Bowie-for the same reason as House. I got a bottle of wine called Royal Bitch from my dear friend, Shari. Who knows me so well... I got a freezable beer mug with Mom stenciled on it from Groovn-daughter, because she knows me better than Shari. My stocking was full of mini-Snickers and a bottle of Estee's Pleasures. So I smell divine while stuffing my cheeks full of peanutty nougat.

Yes, I'm unabashedly greedy when it comes to presents. Why should kids have all the fun?

What did Santa bring you?

Monday, December 24, 2007

This time of year is always insanely, horribly, joyfully crazy for the family. Considering the spouse and I are atheists, we still fully embrace the Christmas spirit of loving mankind and peace on earth and lots and lots of presents! And pie! But I can't be the only person who is Really, Really freaking tired of Christmas parties. I mean, how long can I be expected to smile and make polite small-talk to people I see once a year? Just the thought of One. More. Minute. of that stuff makes me want to run screaming. Also, just how many holiday outfits are you expected to own? Do they ALL have to be red and sparkly? Luckily I look fabulous in red, but has anyone ever heard of too much of a good thing?

Today is Christmas Eve, however, and the means just close family and friends. Good wine, icy cold Gray Goose and cranberry, cheese and crackers, Christmas cookies. Laying around the living room floor with only the twinkle of Christmas lights and the fireplace for lighting. Watching cheesey Hallmark holiday movies and just being with the people you love. Time to be mellow and happy.

Because tomorrow will be a frenzy of torn wrapping paper and gift bags and stockings turned inside out. And that's just ME opening presents. I'm guessing the kid will have to be involved in this as well. :-)

Merry Christmas guys. Now go give the 'nog ONE more chance.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

I went to my normal stylist on the 6th of December. It was time for a trim and some root work. Maybe a change of color all together. I love my girl, Mindy. That woman OWNS them scissors. They are her bitch. But this time, I left feeling a little deflated. My bangs were shorter than usual and my layers a LOT more subtle. The color was still freaking fabulous, but overall I was disappointed. I went on the 6th to give me plenty of pre-Christmas party time to make sure my hair was good. (yes, I'm aware this sounds vain as fuck, but realistically a good hair day can make or break your mood) Well, now I've just had 13 days to decide my hair looks like shite, and I still have to attend these holiday parties with people who see me once a year. Sucks! Any suggestions? A cute Christmas hat? Going Britney?

Monday, December 17, 2007

I'm very concerned for an internet friend, www.cardiogirl.net. She's having a hard time with family issues and the decline of someone you love. Please go give her tons of support and hugs.

Friday, December 14, 2007

Yesterday my horoscope told me I was feeling all romantical and crap. It also advised a nice dinner a deux would not be unwelcome. (I'm thinking this horoscope writer was reaching a little. Because Nice Dinner??? Well Duh, Dumbass!) So we took the kid out for beer and pizza. Well, she had Dr. Pepper, but I at least offered on the beer. After the kid grubbed down her salad and cheesey bread, we threw quarters at her and she left the table to play video games. So it was kinda dinner a deux, because she left before the pizza got there.

I don't believe romance has to include some fabulous setting with music, wine, dim lights and some kama-sutra-esque pillows thrown about. All it really takes is the right two people, enjoying hanging out together. Groovn-husband and I sat side by side, on a wooden bench, in a pizza place. Our tankards of brewsky cold and frosty. The pizza covered in 'shrooms on my half, meat on his. Talking with our mouths full about how our respective days went. Drinking beer and passing the shake cheese and peppers. And it was good. Really, really good.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

I tried some homemade egg nog a few minutes ago that literally made me tear up it was so strong! I mean, I like drinking booze at the office as much as the next person but dude.... warn a girl or something. That was So. Not. Cool. Then we celebrated an office birthday with cake and ice cream and presents. Then I sat on the dirty office floor for about two hours and played with a friend/co-worker's baby. I even snuck and wore jeans today, even though IT'S NOT FRIDAY. (gasp)

And the holiday just keeps barreling closer and closer.

My wishlist this year is surprisingly small. I take this to mean I've shopped entirely too much the past year. I mean, usually I can come up with eleventy kajillion things I'd Love to Have. But this year I'm drawing a blank. I mean, I could be obvious and say diamonds or a new convertible or world peace, but I'm thinking none of that would actually be placed evah so lovingly under the tree with my name on the gift tag. (sucks)

I guess I'll just settle for nog, cookies, and whatever else the spouse comes up with.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

I'm a blogger.com virgin, recently moved over from Diaryland. (sorry Andrew, didn't want to pay you fifty dolla's this close to Christmas and the kid's birfday) I'm a little computer un-saavy so I can't post to my old stuff but it was under www.groovn-girl.diaryland.com. I'll update here later, but can I get a welcome to the neighborhood? :-)