medium french vanilla with sugar and extra milk, please
hello friends. i hope you all had a lovely holiday season.
mine was a little weird, the way i imagine it gets for families with adult children who do not yet have children of their own. tara is a nurse that always ends up working christmas day, so we do the entire holiday christmas eve. my plan was to sleep over westford christmas eve, but by the time we got back from wakefield i was in full force worry mode so i drove back to the city and spent christmas day in my apartment. it sounds really pathetic, but it was really all i wanted to do. stay in bed and watch christmas specials on tape. read into it what you will.
for christmas i managed to finagle seasons 2 and 3 of the golden girls from jay and courtney respectively. this has led to a golden marathon that is still going strong weeks later. when added to season 1 (which i already owned) it means i now have 9 discs total of sweet, senior magic. poor erin has been hearing the theme song coming out of my room every night and, bless her heart, still hasn't killed me...but hey, they make me happy.
our new year's eve party went better than expected. there were last minute fears that nobody would show up but daniel, but in the end we had a solid crowd to drink champage out of plastic glasses and watch "the art of the extended orgasm" while enjoying an assortment of dips and somebody's pot. the drunker i got the more intent i became on bringing people in my room to "look at my cats." bobo, as always, didn't let me down. sylvie, also consistent, hid under the bed and gave people dirty looks.
my car failed inspection, leading me to conclude it really is the worst car ever, but at least i no longer need it to get to work, so it's not so much stressful as expensive, which in turn leads to more stress.
2005 was, without a doubt, my worst year ever. i have a lot of hope for 2006. i'm working really hard to do everything i can to make it happen. thank you all for being such amazing friends.
all my love in the new year!!!
mine was a little weird, the way i imagine it gets for families with adult children who do not yet have children of their own. tara is a nurse that always ends up working christmas day, so we do the entire holiday christmas eve. my plan was to sleep over westford christmas eve, but by the time we got back from wakefield i was in full force worry mode so i drove back to the city and spent christmas day in my apartment. it sounds really pathetic, but it was really all i wanted to do. stay in bed and watch christmas specials on tape. read into it what you will.
for christmas i managed to finagle seasons 2 and 3 of the golden girls from jay and courtney respectively. this has led to a golden marathon that is still going strong weeks later. when added to season 1 (which i already owned) it means i now have 9 discs total of sweet, senior magic. poor erin has been hearing the theme song coming out of my room every night and, bless her heart, still hasn't killed me...but hey, they make me happy.
our new year's eve party went better than expected. there were last minute fears that nobody would show up but daniel, but in the end we had a solid crowd to drink champage out of plastic glasses and watch "the art of the extended orgasm" while enjoying an assortment of dips and somebody's pot. the drunker i got the more intent i became on bringing people in my room to "look at my cats." bobo, as always, didn't let me down. sylvie, also consistent, hid under the bed and gave people dirty looks.
my car failed inspection, leading me to conclude it really is the worst car ever, but at least i no longer need it to get to work, so it's not so much stressful as expensive, which in turn leads to more stress.
2005 was, without a doubt, my worst year ever. i have a lot of hope for 2006. i'm working really hard to do everything i can to make it happen. thank you all for being such amazing friends.
all my love in the new year!!!