Post Christmas

David's on his way back home where it is bleak and cold and sad. The apartment is in the process of being cleaned up. I just finished baking the last of the Christmas Cookies to give away. I'm recovering from too many days of eating out and sweets. I'm seriously considering turning vegetarian, but then again, I say that every Christmas!!!

Seems like no matter where you are, whether or not you are the pastor's kid, or whatever...Christmas is still the busiest time of the year. Me thinks me's gonna set aside a day to celebrate Christmas properly next week before I've to go back to work, school and be a nerd again.

Christmas Eve Update

There is a good reason why the brother came down south to spend Christmas with me and not the other way around:

ME NO LIKEY COLD!!!

I refused to go up north to his university only to turn into a Human Popsicle. But the obstinate boy brought winter down south with him. He brought a blizzard.

We were snowed in all of Christmas Eve, which ruined our Christmas Eve plans. But the food in the fridge multiplied, and we managed to conjure up a halfway decent Christmas meal.

Then we had to open presents at midnight. Which was exciting because I got to put my present underneath my Christmas Tree!!!

Ok, fine, its a $1 spruce-sprout I picked up from Target on a whim. But its still a Christmas Tree!!

Christmas Eve's Eve Update

So I've moved off the couch onto my MIA roommate's bed. With her permission, of course. I'm pretty sure it had nothing to do with how I scared the crap out of her boyfriend who did not expect to see a lump of blanket on the couch in the middle of the night.

Yeaps, so the brother's here.

And we had our family webcam session where we could all see each other at the same time. Sorta. That's only if you count seeing random limbs sticking out here and there as seeing each other.
Yup, we can all see were the slumber-genes came from.

The bladah is here...

The bladah is here...sleeping in my bed...because I don't want my roommates to wake up in the middle of the night, forget he's on the couch, freak out, and stab him to death. That would be a tad bit too tragic, don't you think?