Good Intentions

Last night Mike and I were supposed to decorate the Christmas tree. Actually, it was Mike’s idea. This is the first year he’s actually taken interest in the holiday decorating, so who am I to argue! We turned on the Christmas music, had our dinner, vacuumed the area where the tree is going, and I poured us both some eggnog. Gathering our thoughts, we sat on the couch and contemplated our plan of attack for setting up the tree.

Perhaps it was the eggnog or the soothing sounds of The Reindeer Room, but we drifted asleep and didn’t get a bleeding thing done! We woke up hours later (around 12am) and poor Mike had spilled half the eggnog he was still holding onto his crotch. Luckily, mine was empty and on the coffee table. There’s still time to do it tonight or later this weekend — as long as we don’t have a repeat of last night.

Tags: Christmas, Decorating

Weekly Tweets from 2008-12-07

• Efforts at finding an alternate outfit for tomorrow (preferably one the hubby won’t turn up his nose at) were unsuccesful. Out of options. #
• Drat! Husband made the sour milk face when I showed him what I was wearing to my holiday party tomorrow. I guess I’m going shopping now. #
• There’s got to be something I can do to get myself in the holiday spirit. So far, I’m not feeling it. #
• There’s a blockade along my path of being awake. It’s called 4:00. Zzzz. #
• I have the overwhelming urge to bake Christmas cookies. #
• I am finally home. And just in time to finish my book. #
• It appears that I am finally going home. Can I get an AMEN? #
• I am so sick of this airport. My jaw is sore from all the tension clenching. I want to go home already! #
• I’ve never considered myself to be agoraphobic, but there are SO many people at O’Hare, I started to freak out. Plus, I’m 3 hours early. #
• Going to the Chicago Art Institute Museum, and then hopefully going home. #
• I have a major problem, I lost my lip balm among a sea of businessmen, and my lips are falling off. #
• Took off my shoes tonight and the aroma completely offended me. I guess that’s what happens when you run around like crazy for 4 days. #
• Looks like I’m stranded in Chicago until late Monday night… Flight is cancelled due to a storm that hasn’t even happened yet! Grr! #

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Barely Breathing

After returning from working in Chicago last week, I’m finding it extremely difficult to get back to speed with everything. And now I’m expected to get into the holiday cheer. I suppose it would be easier if I had my Christmas tree all decorated and what-not, but that requires me to dig out all the stuff from the basement… and it feels like it was just yesterday I put away the Halloween decor (I still have one box to put away). Plus, from now until what seems like January, our weekends are pretty much booked up with parties and family get-togethers. I’m not complaining; I LOVE holiday parties (cookies and eggnog), but I barely have enough time to really catch my breath. Holiday cards need to be sent — I totally dropped the ball on those last year, so I’m even doubly pressured to get them out this year. Gifts need to be purchased, and in some cases, shipped. Christmas is supposed to be a time of reflection and faith renewal — at least it is in my family. It’s easy to get caught up in the consumerism and the hustle & bustle of preparation. I’m just looking for ways to get through it all without having some neurotic breakdown. How are you guys dealing with the pressures of the season? Somehow, I need to find some quiet time to be away from the computer, away from the chores, and carve out a peaceful head-space to put things into perspective. Any ideas?

Tags: Christmas

Weekly Tweets from 2008-11-30

• One word to describe this reasaurant: pandemonium! #
• Oh fuck. My flight tomorrow is cancelled! #
• My hands are so cut up and dry; I never thought I’d be so glad to find some Lubriderm. #
• Apparently, the alarm on this phone does not go off when it’s charging… Luckily, I woke up on my own at 7:30. #
• At a fancy restaurant, dressed all grubby and with my sneakers kicked off. I so don’t care. #
• OMG, these dogs are barking! Can I please go now? #
• Two words: HUNG OVER. And I have to be at work in 15 minutes. #
• Went to the top of the John Hancock Bldg. for martinis. Took me 10 times to write this. Oh, soooo much booze! Happy Thanksgiving!! #
• Went to the 96th floor of the John Hancock building. Took a few pictures. Had a few martinis. Now I’m DRUNK — for real. Happy Thanksgiving! #
• Can I get a box for that mojito; and by box, I mean a styrofoam cup? #
• Sapphire dirty martini at the hotel bar. Mmmm. #
• Quitting time. Finally! #
• Turkey dinner and all the trimmings on show floor. YUM. The only thing missing is the breaded cauliflower. #
• Apparently I am only capable of applying vinyl properly once. Now I have a pile of crumpled up rejects. Leaving it to the experts next time. #
• 16 feet in the air on a wobbly rig with a couple of electicians looking at a light box fixture. Fun! #
• Bumpy cab ride spilled scalding hot coffee on my hands. Awake now. #
• Spent the last hour or so with prismacolor markers and a fabric scrim. #
• Not sure how to take this, but someone just called me “Plan B”. #
• As I argue with the hotel clerk about my reservation that was not supposed to be cancelled, Ed Begley Jr. walks up to the counter! Geeze! #
• 130 pages in my book “The Reincarnationist” and it is phenominal! #
• On the ground. Now I have to figure our how to get fom here to there. SIGH. #
• oh crap, there’s not enough room in my carry-on for everything! #
• The way I see it: If I have to work through my entire Thanksgiving holiday, at least I can get a pair of new shoes out of the deal! #
• Looking forward to reading the impulse-buy book I got for the flight to/from Chicago. #
• After reviewing my tweets from the past week, I feel bad that I’ve done nothing but complain. :( I don’t mean to be Debbie-downer. #
• Is it bad that I’m praying for a sudden and dramatic injury/illness that will incapacitate me ONLY for the next seven days? #

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Weekly Tweets from 2008-11-23

• Marshalls was a mob-scene, but I scored a new top for $5.25! #
• The bread I just made looks nothing like the picture in the book, and more like a prickly raisin mound. Hmm. #
• So jealous that Mike’s ink is going to be done before mine! :( #
• Feeling a little guilty for eating a bag of potato chips, but they were SO worth it. Mmmmm. #
• 10 years after college graduation, I’m still finding myself horribly equipped for the real world. I’m just not cut out for this. #
• My current bitter state of mind is loving the new Ben Folds CD. I love how music can be therapy. #
• Huddled in the corner, licking my wounds. Reminding myself that this will all be over in about a week. #
• What crazy, two-bit, bullshit hotel charges a $300 cancellation fee a week in advance!?!? I am not happy! #
• Thanking my grandmother for giving me the “itchy-all-over” gene. And I’m not even referring to the healing tattoo. I’m one itchy bitch. #
• I already HATE today! I shouldn’t complain, but I’m SO damn good at it. Only redemptive thing about today will be the hours after 5PM. :( #
• Complete halt on the highway about 2 miles from work. Stupid snow! #
• Nothing like a major network cluster eff to start off Monday morning at work! #

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