Weekly Whinge 31 Dec 2007
Huzzah, an end to 2007! I'm not big on the reflective end-of-year sorts of posts, so we'll skip all that and just move on to the whinging.
My holiday vacation was great. The highlight of my Christmas was watching my mom deliver a royal smackdown to the conservative Catholic side of my family. My cousin (27ish in age?) said that he was offended that there were some areas/rooms/whatev of Mormon churches that he wouldn't be allowed in even though he's a Christian, just 'cause he's not Mormon. My mom retorted that she can't have communion in a Catholic church 'cause she's not Catholic, and isn't that about the same thing? He said, No, it's not the same, because for Catholics they have the transubstantiation thing going on (two, four, six, eight, time to transubstantiate!) and for Protestants it's 'just symbolic' (and by his implication less important). So my mom reamed him. She also fought with them about universal healthcare (she's for it, they're ag'in it). Fun times! My mom also makes a ton of tasty baked goods for Christmas brunch, so I've been getting fat on apple fritters, monkey bread, and eggnog cheesecake all
week.
I spent most of my week just hanging out, though. Hanging out and eating. We played some Knights and Cities of Catan in the family (has anyone played that? It's like Settlers of Catan except with twice as many complicated rules). Watched some Planet Earth. Drank some non-alcoholic eggnog. Hung out, really.
Already bad times on the work front. I fudged up a group scheduling request, so we have a group coming in that I forgot to put on the calendar. It's only a group of 4 people and they're going to be the only ones in the center that week, so it's not a big deal, but I don't think my boss is very happy with me right now. This one's entirely my fault, though. An inauspicious way to begin the new year.
Right now, fellow-YAV Leanna and I are sitting on our arses in the living room, each typing away on the computer. (I think she's writing her weekly update as well). We were going to go wild and crazy but we decided upon being sedate and boring instead. We have chips, queso dip, and chocolate, so we're probably going to pig out on junk food, watch the ball drop an hour early, and then pass out from sugar crash. We did measure my bra size, though. Everyone, I'm a 38 B. No joke. I'm the envy of 12 year old girls everywhere.
Gah, Leanna beat me to the finish line. That's alright, though. Happy new year, everyone. I hope you're having a rockin' time with Dick Clark.
My holiday vacation was great. The highlight of my Christmas was watching my mom deliver a royal smackdown to the conservative Catholic side of my family. My cousin (27ish in age?) said that he was offended that there were some areas/rooms/whatev of Mormon churches that he wouldn't be allowed in even though he's a Christian, just 'cause he's not Mormon. My mom retorted that she can't have communion in a Catholic church 'cause she's not Catholic, and isn't that about the same thing? He said, No, it's not the same, because for Catholics they have the transubstantiation thing going on (two, four, six, eight, time to transubstantiate!) and for Protestants it's 'just symbolic' (and by his implication less important). So my mom reamed him. She also fought with them about universal healthcare (she's for it, they're ag'in it). Fun times! My mom also makes a ton of tasty baked goods for Christmas brunch, so I've been getting fat on apple fritters, monkey bread, and eggnog cheesecake all
week.
I spent most of my week just hanging out, though. Hanging out and eating. We played some Knights and Cities of Catan in the family (has anyone played that? It's like Settlers of Catan except with twice as many complicated rules). Watched some Planet Earth. Drank some non-alcoholic eggnog. Hung out, really.
Already bad times on the work front. I fudged up a group scheduling request, so we have a group coming in that I forgot to put on the calendar. It's only a group of 4 people and they're going to be the only ones in the center that week, so it's not a big deal, but I don't think my boss is very happy with me right now. This one's entirely my fault, though. An inauspicious way to begin the new year.
Right now, fellow-YAV Leanna and I are sitting on our arses in the living room, each typing away on the computer. (I think she's writing her weekly update as well). We were going to go wild and crazy but we decided upon being sedate and boring instead. We have chips, queso dip, and chocolate, so we're probably going to pig out on junk food, watch the ball drop an hour early, and then pass out from sugar crash. We did measure my bra size, though. Everyone, I'm a 38 B. No joke. I'm the envy of 12 year old girls everywhere.
Gah, Leanna beat me to the finish line. That's alright, though. Happy new year, everyone. I hope you're having a rockin' time with Dick Clark.