to you and all your family, your neighbors and your friends
I've got David Cassidy wailing about snow on farms and fields in my head. It's getting painful.
This bit's mostly just for me:
LJ help at Cyncity
LJ for Dummies (I hate the name, but hey, it's accurate)
LJ Tips and Tricks
I wanted to get them out of my next entry textfile, essentially. :)
You scored as Blade. That's right, you are the butt-kicking, "You cross me and I will stomp a mudhole in your ass" type. Sexy, and a great fighter, with mad martial skills.
Blade
75%
Marius
67%
Armand
58%
Dracula
50%
Louis
42%
Spike
42%
Deacon Frost
42%
Akasha
42%
Angel
33%
Lestat
25%
Who's your Vampire Personality?
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Picked this up (and edited the HELL out of it for spelling errors!) from a new addition to gaymerica. Hmm. I guess, though I really don't think I'm athletic enough to be Blade. But, hey, whatever...at least it doesn't read with all the damn mistakes now. Jebus.
razzle had a good idea she picked up from someone else:
List five personal holiday traditions of Christmasses past.
1. Mom and I would unpack the Christmas ornaments, and spend an evening decided where on the tree they would go, which ones would go with the tree (sometimes we had real trees, sometimes we had flocked trees, sometimes we had fake white trees, once we had an aunt who put up a sharp and deadly aluminum tree, and invited us over to cut the hell out of ourselves decorate it), and whether we were making paper chains, popcorn strands, or hooking candy canes over the branches. Then she'd send me out of the room so she could hang the Christmas Pickle somewhere on the tree for me to find. (Some years I didn't find it.)
2. Mom and I would hang stockings. (For most of my early life I lived with my mother. It was just the two of us.) Some years we'd buy new ones, one year I tried to make one (and four years later, I gave up--it was the cross-stitch project from HELL), and both of us would steal out of bed when we thought the other one was asleep and put things in the stockings.
2. From the age of two onward, I insisted that there be a place for the Christmas Bat. My mother and I would make bat ornaments and hang them on the tree, and we'd leave the flue open (when we had a fireplace) so the Christmas Bat could flutter down the chimney and leave presents in our stockings.
4. We used to have a set of bubble lights that was always the last thing on the tree. I miss those damn lights more than anything else.
5. For about six years, when we lived in the high Sierras, we'd have the Grand Squash Giveaway at Christmas. This coincided, more or less, with other yearly traditions, such as The Hiding of Excess Large Cabbages in the Neighbors' Cars (leading to other traditions of our neighbors such as Now We Lock Our Car, Damn it), the Huge Giveaways of Tomatoes and Zucchini in July and August, and the Summer Feast of Turnips and Collard Greens. (I still like boiled and steamed greens. I'll eat kale, spinach, beet greens, carrot greens, turnip greens. But bring me near collard and I shudder. It's still a thing.)
So. Old traditions. What's survived?
1. When catdancer and I have a tree, we have a pickle ornament to hide on it. Some years she hides it, some years I do. If we're feeling very flush, we hide it on the communal tree wherever we are, and ask to be notified if the pickle is found. Why? Because the pickle--at this point, it's now a blown glass pickle--grants the finder an extra small present. ;)
2. We still do stockings. At this point, we have six stockings up, on three stocking hangers--one for myself and Xandra (they're all little stockings for the cats), one for zebragrrl and Storm, and one for catdancer and Sir. Each cat stocking has a new mousy toy in it, and whatever else we find along the way. I'll probably look about and see what's available tomorrow at Vista Pet Hospital when I take Sir in for his teeth yanking. Cat's stocking has already tumbled twice, due to the sheer tonnage of little stuph I've been stuffing in it. And zebragrrl's has a present in hers, and it's not from us--crymsin_lilly and her husband got a little something for her, and it was stocking-sized, so in it went. It was sweet.
3. We still celebrate the arrival of the Christmas Bat. (This may be part of why I really don't insist, overall, that all holiday references be "Holiday", "Winterfest", or "Yule"-based, because I tried to be paganically correct with my Christmas Bat--and he just doesn't sound right when I refer to him as the Yule Bat or the Winterfest Bat. Nope, he's the Christmas Bat, and technically, he's responsible for the stockings. It's always interesting how there's at least one item no one remembers getting in the stockings...
4. For the last several years, we've abandoned the tree concept, which is unfortunate for the Christmas Pickle. This year, I decorated a window (gold garland wound around with blue lights), the stocks (gold garland, small red spring garland with stars, and small gold spring garland with coins), the Jack Sparrow doll on the entertainment center (a big red bow bedecked with gold jingle bells hangs from around his neck, a holiday tree made of plaid-fabric-wrapped little wooden thread spools hangs from one hand, and there are holiday-colored plushies stuffed next to pinecones at his feet), and the door to the linen closet (it has a gold hoop around the handle, from which hang red metal bells). I also went to the dollar store and found these terrifically luxe red hand towels, embroidered with decorated trees and golden sleighs full of presents. I got one of each for the downstairs bathroom.
5. I specifically bought "White Christmas" on video--now I'm looking for it on DVD--so that I could "invent" the tradition of watching White Christmas every holiday season. Haven't watched it yet this year, but I'm starting to itch to see it, so this week I'll no doubt pop it in. So far, eight years running, I've seen it every year--just like every Halloween, I watch April Fool's Day.
I'd link some pics here that crimsin_lilly sent me, but I just remembered, due to their glitch--namely, Photobucket told me a month ago that I was paid up until February, so I didn't send in the money I had saved for them--my Photobucket account's reverted to "free" status. It's mind-boggling. So I have to wait until Cat gets home--with her card that FINALLY arrived, so we could FINALLY put some funds on it, so Netflix can FINALLY be paid!--to pay off Photobucket. Yargh.
How'ver, some good news of the season. nyghtshayde, your card arrived. Keen. Timely. And I'm now lusting over those definitions stickers. hank_riker, THANK YOU for sending me the "Everybody" file. That's so worth having. Even though I got confused, then had to download a .rar de-archiver to figure out how to see it. :) And jennybean42, your package arrived today. I know this was a toss-off for you, but you sent me magnets! I have this serious magnet fetish. So I now have new magnets! I'm overjoyed and bouncy.
Everyone who made the holiday list (which wasn't everyone I sent cards to, but honestly, there's only so much money in a one-income family), your packages (mostly various and sundry from Bob's, yes) will arrive, but they will no doubt arrive after Christmas. Me, I don't so much care, because I live in a family that opens prezzies on Yule, occasionally during Hanukkah, on Christmas eve, on Christmas...you get the idea. So opening late? Hey, it extends the season. :)
This bit's mostly just for me:
LJ help at Cyncity
LJ for Dummies (I hate the name, but hey, it's accurate)
LJ Tips and Tricks
I wanted to get them out of my next entry textfile, essentially. :)
You scored as Blade. That's right, you are the butt-kicking, "You cross me and I will stomp a mudhole in your ass" type. Sexy, and a great fighter, with mad martial skills.
Blade
75%
Marius
67%
Armand
58%
Dracula
50%
Louis
42%
Spike
42%
Deacon Frost
42%
Akasha
42%
Angel
33%
Lestat
25%
Who's your Vampire Personality?
created with QuizFarm.com
Picked this up (and edited the HELL out of it for spelling errors!) from a new addition to gaymerica. Hmm. I guess, though I really don't think I'm athletic enough to be Blade. But, hey, whatever...at least it doesn't read with all the damn mistakes now. Jebus.
razzle had a good idea she picked up from someone else:
List five personal holiday traditions of Christmasses past.
1. Mom and I would unpack the Christmas ornaments, and spend an evening decided where on the tree they would go, which ones would go with the tree (sometimes we had real trees, sometimes we had flocked trees, sometimes we had fake white trees, once we had an aunt who put up a sharp and deadly aluminum tree, and invited us over to cut the hell out of ourselves decorate it), and whether we were making paper chains, popcorn strands, or hooking candy canes over the branches. Then she'd send me out of the room so she could hang the Christmas Pickle somewhere on the tree for me to find. (Some years I didn't find it.)
2. Mom and I would hang stockings. (For most of my early life I lived with my mother. It was just the two of us.) Some years we'd buy new ones, one year I tried to make one (and four years later, I gave up--it was the cross-stitch project from HELL), and both of us would steal out of bed when we thought the other one was asleep and put things in the stockings.
2. From the age of two onward, I insisted that there be a place for the Christmas Bat. My mother and I would make bat ornaments and hang them on the tree, and we'd leave the flue open (when we had a fireplace) so the Christmas Bat could flutter down the chimney and leave presents in our stockings.
4. We used to have a set of bubble lights that was always the last thing on the tree. I miss those damn lights more than anything else.
5. For about six years, when we lived in the high Sierras, we'd have the Grand Squash Giveaway at Christmas. This coincided, more or less, with other yearly traditions, such as The Hiding of Excess Large Cabbages in the Neighbors' Cars (leading to other traditions of our neighbors such as Now We Lock Our Car, Damn it), the Huge Giveaways of Tomatoes and Zucchini in July and August, and the Summer Feast of Turnips and Collard Greens. (I still like boiled and steamed greens. I'll eat kale, spinach, beet greens, carrot greens, turnip greens. But bring me near collard and I shudder. It's still a thing.)
So. Old traditions. What's survived?
1. When catdancer and I have a tree, we have a pickle ornament to hide on it. Some years she hides it, some years I do. If we're feeling very flush, we hide it on the communal tree wherever we are, and ask to be notified if the pickle is found. Why? Because the pickle--at this point, it's now a blown glass pickle--grants the finder an extra small present. ;)
2. We still do stockings. At this point, we have six stockings up, on three stocking hangers--one for myself and Xandra (they're all little stockings for the cats), one for zebragrrl and Storm, and one for catdancer and Sir. Each cat stocking has a new mousy toy in it, and whatever else we find along the way. I'll probably look about and see what's available tomorrow at Vista Pet Hospital when I take Sir in for his teeth yanking. Cat's stocking has already tumbled twice, due to the sheer tonnage of little stuph I've been stuffing in it. And zebragrrl's has a present in hers, and it's not from us--crymsin_lilly and her husband got a little something for her, and it was stocking-sized, so in it went. It was sweet.
3. We still celebrate the arrival of the Christmas Bat. (This may be part of why I really don't insist, overall, that all holiday references be "Holiday", "Winterfest", or "Yule"-based, because I tried to be paganically correct with my Christmas Bat--and he just doesn't sound right when I refer to him as the Yule Bat or the Winterfest Bat. Nope, he's the Christmas Bat, and technically, he's responsible for the stockings. It's always interesting how there's at least one item no one remembers getting in the stockings...
4. For the last several years, we've abandoned the tree concept, which is unfortunate for the Christmas Pickle. This year, I decorated a window (gold garland wound around with blue lights), the stocks (gold garland, small red spring garland with stars, and small gold spring garland with coins), the Jack Sparrow doll on the entertainment center (a big red bow bedecked with gold jingle bells hangs from around his neck, a holiday tree made of plaid-fabric-wrapped little wooden thread spools hangs from one hand, and there are holiday-colored plushies stuffed next to pinecones at his feet), and the door to the linen closet (it has a gold hoop around the handle, from which hang red metal bells). I also went to the dollar store and found these terrifically luxe red hand towels, embroidered with decorated trees and golden sleighs full of presents. I got one of each for the downstairs bathroom.
5. I specifically bought "White Christmas" on video--now I'm looking for it on DVD--so that I could "invent" the tradition of watching White Christmas every holiday season. Haven't watched it yet this year, but I'm starting to itch to see it, so this week I'll no doubt pop it in. So far, eight years running, I've seen it every year--just like every Halloween, I watch April Fool's Day.
I'd link some pics here that crimsin_lilly sent me, but I just remembered, due to their glitch--namely, Photobucket told me a month ago that I was paid up until February, so I didn't send in the money I had saved for them--my Photobucket account's reverted to "free" status. It's mind-boggling. So I have to wait until Cat gets home--with her card that FINALLY arrived, so we could FINALLY put some funds on it, so Netflix can FINALLY be paid!--to pay off Photobucket. Yargh.
How'ver, some good news of the season. nyghtshayde, your card arrived. Keen. Timely. And I'm now lusting over those definitions stickers. hank_riker, THANK YOU for sending me the "Everybody" file. That's so worth having. Even though I got confused, then had to download a .rar de-archiver to figure out how to see it. :) And jennybean42, your package arrived today. I know this was a toss-off for you, but you sent me magnets! I have this serious magnet fetish. So I now have new magnets! I'm overjoyed and bouncy.
Everyone who made the holiday list (which wasn't everyone I sent cards to, but honestly, there's only so much money in a one-income family), your packages (mostly various and sundry from Bob's, yes) will arrive, but they will no doubt arrive after Christmas. Me, I don't so much care, because I live in a family that opens prezzies on Yule, occasionally during Hanukkah, on Christmas eve, on Christmas...you get the idea. So opening late? Hey, it extends the season. :)