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Dec. 19th, 2004 10:31 pmChristmas is this week. How freaky does that sound?
Today has been a kind of sucky day because M came down with a stomach bug, and I got spontaneously moody. I meant to work on Christmas stuff, and M apparently meant to entertain me, but neither one of us really got our plans going. I spent the afternoon reinstalling M's computer.. he's had very bad luck with that thing lately, and I did wrap a few presents in the evening, but then I fell into a total rut when it came time to have dinner. Not that I'm indecisive or anything. I just take my food very seriously. Ahem. Sure. That's it.
Now I'm about to cry because M is reading me bits and pieces of the follow-up story to the Marine who chopped off his finger, whereby the jeweler gave him another--fancier--one and a $1,200 diamond pendant to the wife. He also claims that they then danced to "Lift Us Up Where We Belong" in the jewelry store while bystanders cried watching them, but I am praying that he's making that part up. Surely he is. Really. I hate to think of myself as a cynic but oh my GOD MAN, YOU CUT OFF YOUR FINGER!
Apparently it is not yet out of my system.
Anyway. Yesterday was also kind of on the miserable side. We went shopping with my parents, and I learned that I was totally not as well as I thought I was, and so I kind of had to drag myself around the mall looking for things I would be interested in owning, all the while feeling like my entire body was bruised and broken. We didn't buy a single thing, but my parents had a productive day so I guess it was worth it. As for us.. we're really really close to being done. I'm trying to pretend that close is good enough.
We bought stuff for pepparkakor (ginger snaps) and mulled cider today, but the sickness prevented us from starting the holiday baking. We stayed up very late on the day before Christmas Eve making these cookies one year.. think it was 2002. Very festive and cozy and much, much more work than I had planned, but it was fun and I thought it sounded like a good idea again. (My favorites were the gingerbread people we made, stuck together so they were holding hands--just like us! Gads, we're obnoxious when we're cutesy.) I'm kind of feeling determined to make time for at least some holiday cheer this year. I also make excellent peanut butter balls, but I don't know if I'll get around to it this year or not. Sounds good, though, so I might. Maybe. At this point I'm not even sure if all my presents will get wrapped so I shouldn't get too ambitious before that happens.
Today has been a kind of sucky day because M came down with a stomach bug, and I got spontaneously moody. I meant to work on Christmas stuff, and M apparently meant to entertain me, but neither one of us really got our plans going. I spent the afternoon reinstalling M's computer.. he's had very bad luck with that thing lately, and I did wrap a few presents in the evening, but then I fell into a total rut when it came time to have dinner. Not that I'm indecisive or anything. I just take my food very seriously. Ahem. Sure. That's it.
Now I'm about to cry because M is reading me bits and pieces of the follow-up story to the Marine who chopped off his finger, whereby the jeweler gave him another--fancier--one and a $1,200 diamond pendant to the wife. He also claims that they then danced to "Lift Us Up Where We Belong" in the jewelry store while bystanders cried watching them, but I am praying that he's making that part up. Surely he is. Really. I hate to think of myself as a cynic but oh my GOD MAN, YOU CUT OFF YOUR FINGER!
Apparently it is not yet out of my system.
Anyway. Yesterday was also kind of on the miserable side. We went shopping with my parents, and I learned that I was totally not as well as I thought I was, and so I kind of had to drag myself around the mall looking for things I would be interested in owning, all the while feeling like my entire body was bruised and broken. We didn't buy a single thing, but my parents had a productive day so I guess it was worth it. As for us.. we're really really close to being done. I'm trying to pretend that close is good enough.
We bought stuff for pepparkakor (ginger snaps) and mulled cider today, but the sickness prevented us from starting the holiday baking. We stayed up very late on the day before Christmas Eve making these cookies one year.. think it was 2002. Very festive and cozy and much, much more work than I had planned, but it was fun and I thought it sounded like a good idea again. (My favorites were the gingerbread people we made, stuck together so they were holding hands--just like us! Gads, we're obnoxious when we're cutesy.) I'm kind of feeling determined to make time for at least some holiday cheer this year. I also make excellent peanut butter balls, but I don't know if I'll get around to it this year or not. Sounds good, though, so I might. Maybe. At this point I'm not even sure if all my presents will get wrapped so I shouldn't get too ambitious before that happens.
