the season of giving
wow. i feel like such a loner lately. i havent done much with anyone except amy. every day has mostly been waking up at 10, reading Leaving Cheyenne (a book Shappy gave me to read) or w/e and eating and finally leaving around 2 or something with my mom (wow how gay) and go do stuff, like buy presents or groceries or go to the movies. Spanglish was good, by the way. good movie. and the new guy at Steak 'n Shake is really cool. ;)
so yeah...i've helped to get stuff done around the house. and i can look forward to seeing several friends next week. but it's the eve of the eve. so i didnt expect to do much with anyone today, esp. with a mom like mine. so i baked these death chocolate brownies (yes they're that good) for the neighbors next door, yeah the ones we never talk to. but it was really heart-warming and the dad even asked to store a scooter and bike in our garage to hide it from his kids. it makes me feel good to play a little part in the Santa ordeal. i hate it when you get to be a teenager and know everything you're getting and don't believe in santa. Sad to say, but the whole kid meaning of Christmas is pretty much gone. but then again, i've always been kinda pessimistic about the "losing your imagination and childhood" thing.
so tomorrow it's off to my aunt's house for christmas eve. and to my grandma's for christmas. then to my other grandma's for the 26th. and my dad will be there--this should be quite interesting, esp. after not seeing him for what, 5 years? yeah well.
so it's time to remember Christ and be cheerful and i cant wait, to tell you the truth. I love Christmas.
so, next week, who wants to hang out? let me know, b/c i want to hang out with you. :p
i love you guys.
Carolyn
so yeah...i've helped to get stuff done around the house. and i can look forward to seeing several friends next week. but it's the eve of the eve. so i didnt expect to do much with anyone today, esp. with a mom like mine. so i baked these death chocolate brownies (yes they're that good) for the neighbors next door, yeah the ones we never talk to. but it was really heart-warming and the dad even asked to store a scooter and bike in our garage to hide it from his kids. it makes me feel good to play a little part in the Santa ordeal. i hate it when you get to be a teenager and know everything you're getting and don't believe in santa. Sad to say, but the whole kid meaning of Christmas is pretty much gone. but then again, i've always been kinda pessimistic about the "losing your imagination and childhood" thing.
so tomorrow it's off to my aunt's house for christmas eve. and to my grandma's for christmas. then to my other grandma's for the 26th. and my dad will be there--this should be quite interesting, esp. after not seeing him for what, 5 years? yeah well.
so it's time to remember Christ and be cheerful and i cant wait, to tell you the truth. I love Christmas.
so, next week, who wants to hang out? let me know, b/c i want to hang out with you. :p
i love you guys.
Carolyn