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Everybody knows a Turkey...
Dec. 25th, 2004 01:36 pm(Sigh.)
Merry Christmas everyone! I got the BEST Christmas present last night; my Mom made a turkey! (Well, to be fair my StepDad made a turkey. He's my new hero!)
Since I still have this annoying cold, and Mom had turkey, I blew off visiting with Papa last night. I didn't want to give him my germs, and he and I had discussed celebrating Little Christmas before he went in for surgery.
(Of course, he didn't mention this to my StepMom who was expecting me last night. Whoops. Once again, my Father fails to mention important details to the people closest to him.)
My brothers said that he was lucid and not at all goofy with drugs. I was surprised by that and described my recent conversations with him on the phone. They howled with laughter and said, "Well, maybe the painkillers ARE affecting him."
Today my SO gathers his children and takes them from house to house gathering gifts. This year Santa's gifts are all in the stockings.
Or, as my brother put it: "Santa only came in the stockings."
UM.
BRAG: I got a copy of the novel "A Little Princess" from my SO. (Grin). I have wanted to read it for a long time, so this should be great! He also gave me Godiva Chocolates (Yesss, precious. Get your own box!) I also got a nifty storage chest of drawers. Yippee!
Whine: My "official" Christmas Doll was from Mom. It was a... a...
It was a Van Helsing doll. With plastic hair.
Oh, I uh...
oh.
I sat staring at it. Um. Erg. Well, perhaps The Boy would like to use it to play with his sister when she's playing Barbie.
Or, I could provide him with female companions and compete them in the CC doll masquerade. Those Vampire women were pretty well dressed in that movie, as was the Romantic Female Lead in her leather corset and white peasant blouse with embroidered-on nipples. (No, really. It's kind of embarrassing.)
Oh, look. An excuse to use the embroidery machines at work. Whatever shall I do?
Mmm.
Turkey.
I shall leave you with a series of lyrics from Christmas Carols, taken out of context.
"Everybody knows a turkey."
"Reindeer really know how to fly... and sew."
"Veiled in flesh the Godhead see." (Am I the only one who finds this phrase somewhat disturbing?)
"All is bright 'round yon virgin."
"Jingle Bell, rock."
"On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
A beer!"
Merry Christmas to all, and may God bless us. Every one.
Merry Christmas everyone! I got the BEST Christmas present last night; my Mom made a turkey! (Well, to be fair my StepDad made a turkey. He's my new hero!)
Since I still have this annoying cold, and Mom had turkey, I blew off visiting with Papa last night. I didn't want to give him my germs, and he and I had discussed celebrating Little Christmas before he went in for surgery.
(Of course, he didn't mention this to my StepMom who was expecting me last night. Whoops. Once again, my Father fails to mention important details to the people closest to him.)
My brothers said that he was lucid and not at all goofy with drugs. I was surprised by that and described my recent conversations with him on the phone. They howled with laughter and said, "Well, maybe the painkillers ARE affecting him."
Today my SO gathers his children and takes them from house to house gathering gifts. This year Santa's gifts are all in the stockings.
Or, as my brother put it: "Santa only came in the stockings."
UM.
BRAG: I got a copy of the novel "A Little Princess" from my SO. (Grin). I have wanted to read it for a long time, so this should be great! He also gave me Godiva Chocolates (Yesss, precious. Get your own box!) I also got a nifty storage chest of drawers. Yippee!
Whine: My "official" Christmas Doll was from Mom. It was a... a...
It was a Van Helsing doll. With plastic hair.
Oh, I uh...
oh.
I sat staring at it. Um. Erg. Well, perhaps The Boy would like to use it to play with his sister when she's playing Barbie.
Or, I could provide him with female companions and compete them in the CC doll masquerade. Those Vampire women were pretty well dressed in that movie, as was the Romantic Female Lead in her leather corset and white peasant blouse with embroidered-on nipples. (No, really. It's kind of embarrassing.)
Oh, look. An excuse to use the embroidery machines at work. Whatever shall I do?
Mmm.
Turkey.
I shall leave you with a series of lyrics from Christmas Carols, taken out of context.
"Everybody knows a turkey."
"Reindeer really know how to fly... and sew."
"Veiled in flesh the Godhead see." (Am I the only one who finds this phrase somewhat disturbing?)
"All is bright 'round yon virgin."
"Jingle Bell, rock."
"On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
A beer!"
Merry Christmas to all, and may God bless us. Every one.
