I'm 28. My brother is 32. Our favorite Christmas presents?

The Zhu ZHu Pets my mom got us. (Somehow. She didn't even know they were in-demand until afterward. She's a savant of gift-buying.) These will keep me amused for hours.

Merry Christmas, everyone!

The important part of Christmas isn't gifts, or materialism, or candy or whatever. The important part of Christmas is that I just kicked the crap out of my mom at Scrabble, 324-173. This is on top of my momentous victory over both of my parents the other day. W00t ( Read more... )

I called my dad earlier to ask him when this weekend he and Mom will come to help me move my crap home. He answered, and I knew immediately he didn't sound right. When he said he just wanted to let me know he loved me, I REALLY knew ( Read more... )

This post is a month late in coming, but I still wanted to write about it. ( Cut for length and depressing-ness )

Baseball game tonight for our annual work outing. (Last year was the zoo.) Toledo Mudhens vs. Durham Bulls. omg w00t ( Read more... )

Home again. Hopefully back tomorrow night, as there's only so much I can do here and hundreds of ways to waste time back in BG. Had a nice evening with the parents, Carole, and Marc, who is shortly to leave for Texas. This...kinda sucks, but will be good for them in the long run. I don't want my brother in Texas, though. Maggie is still the ( Read more... )

Though I only needed one--I am root canaled and pain-free! And with an unneeded prescription for Dervoset or something. Anyone want it ( Read more... )

We slept in until ten for starters, which is always good. I awoke to the sound of jingle bells and the voice of Santa Claus, who sounded a lot like my mother doing a fake bass voice. As thrilling as the stay-up-all-night, wake-up-at-five-AM childhood response Christmas was, these days I enjoy a good lie-in just as much. The presents will still ( Read more... )

Today is (was) Christmas Eve and I managed to set the kitchen on fire. Go me! Actually, I accidentally set the newspaper on fire when I sat down to read it at the kitchen table. On top of the kitchen table was one of Mom's scented candles. Later, Dad set the tablecloth on fire when he flipped it up onto the table for some reason. I don't know ( Read more... )

The turkey was good. Mmm turkey. As was the pie, though I feel slightly betrayed by the fact that it was cool whip and not real whipped cream. Grandma came over, and...she's doing much better than my other grandmother, who no longer recognizes me, but she's also gaining a lot of weight because of water retention and generally becoming more...I ( Read more... )