Sunday, December 26, 2004
Santa Was Good to Me
How 'bout you?
Before I get into the (expected I'm sure) Christmas portion of the entry, I'd like to dedicate this paragraph to my cousin Mat. Mat, I am sorry. I have stolen your blog template. After reviewing all blog templates, I realized that yours was, in fact, the best. I tried another one, but it just didn't compare. I hope you don't see this as an infringement on your creative expression, and I hope I have not brought shame and disgrace to the family. (In this medium anyway)
Of course, I don't really even know whether or not Mat reads this blog. If he does, he now has my apology. If he doesn't, he does NOT have my apology, but that also means that he doesn't know I stole his template, so, he has no room to care.
Okay! Time for Christmas discussion! This is where I brag about the stuff I got for Christmas.
From my grandmother: I received a LEATHER JACKET (WOO!), Steelers sweatshirt and hat, a supernice makeup case, a travel bag, and a couple little stocking stuffer things.
From my sister: (although this happened last weekend as we did early Christmas with the out-of-towners): Fraggle Rock on DVD, the awesomest t-shirt in the world, and... something else, which, for some reason I'm having quite the mental block about.
From my brother in law: More candles from Pier 1 than anyone can handle (except me, of course, because I'm a Pier 1 FREAK) and little candle stands for them, complete with zen-like glass beads for aesthetics, a "Wild Words from Wild Women" page-a-day calendar to pick up where my last one will be leaving off soon, and a stuffed Dory from "Finding Nemo."
From my mommy: A Henna kit, season 4 of Friends on DVD, a football player nutcracker (I collect nutcrackers), an artsy wall clock, touch-up paint for poor Kermie's rust spots, probably some other stuff I can't remember at present, (no pun intended), and... (drumroll) I'M GOING TO CHICAGO TO SEE THE OPRAH SHOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay, so TECHNICALLY I don't HAVE the tickets yet, as my mother has been trying desperately, but the rules for when you can get them are crazy. But she promises me tickets for two to Oprah, and the train fare as well. (She knows I hate flying.) So! All of my overestrogenated friends better be REAAAALY nice to me as I decide who to take.
And finally, (speaking of tickets), from my aunt and uncle: TICKETS TO THE STEELERS/BILLS GAME NEXT WEEKEND!!!! WOOOOO!!!!!
Honestly, I couldn't have asked for a better Christmas. Christmas is just awesome any way you slice it.
How was your Christmas? Yes, you! You, reading this journal. You should leave me a comment on this journal... and tell me how your Christmas was. And hey, the rest of the Virtual Paper reading public can experience your Christmas as well.
I'm hungry. Time for food.
Before I get into the (expected I'm sure) Christmas portion of the entry, I'd like to dedicate this paragraph to my cousin Mat. Mat, I am sorry. I have stolen your blog template. After reviewing all blog templates, I realized that yours was, in fact, the best. I tried another one, but it just didn't compare. I hope you don't see this as an infringement on your creative expression, and I hope I have not brought shame and disgrace to the family. (In this medium anyway)
Of course, I don't really even know whether or not Mat reads this blog. If he does, he now has my apology. If he doesn't, he does NOT have my apology, but that also means that he doesn't know I stole his template, so, he has no room to care.
Okay! Time for Christmas discussion! This is where I brag about the stuff I got for Christmas.
From my grandmother: I received a LEATHER JACKET (WOO!), Steelers sweatshirt and hat, a supernice makeup case, a travel bag, and a couple little stocking stuffer things.
From my sister: (although this happened last weekend as we did early Christmas with the out-of-towners): Fraggle Rock on DVD, the awesomest t-shirt in the world, and... something else, which, for some reason I'm having quite the mental block about.
From my brother in law: More candles from Pier 1 than anyone can handle (except me, of course, because I'm a Pier 1 FREAK) and little candle stands for them, complete with zen-like glass beads for aesthetics, a "Wild Words from Wild Women" page-a-day calendar to pick up where my last one will be leaving off soon, and a stuffed Dory from "Finding Nemo."
From my mommy: A Henna kit, season 4 of Friends on DVD, a football player nutcracker (I collect nutcrackers), an artsy wall clock, touch-up paint for poor Kermie's rust spots, probably some other stuff I can't remember at present, (no pun intended), and... (drumroll) I'M GOING TO CHICAGO TO SEE THE OPRAH SHOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay, so TECHNICALLY I don't HAVE the tickets yet, as my mother has been trying desperately, but the rules for when you can get them are crazy. But she promises me tickets for two to Oprah, and the train fare as well. (She knows I hate flying.) So! All of my overestrogenated friends better be REAAAALY nice to me as I decide who to take.
And finally, (speaking of tickets), from my aunt and uncle: TICKETS TO THE STEELERS/BILLS GAME NEXT WEEKEND!!!! WOOOOO!!!!!
Honestly, I couldn't have asked for a better Christmas. Christmas is just awesome any way you slice it.
How was your Christmas? Yes, you! You, reading this journal. You should leave me a comment on this journal... and tell me how your Christmas was. And hey, the rest of the Virtual Paper reading public can experience your Christmas as well.
I'm hungry. Time for food.
