Friday, December 29, 2006

I love Edward Gorey.

My mother in law gave me this t-shirt for Christmas. And then I stumbled up on this quiz today:

What horrible Edward Gorey Death will you die?

You will perish of fits. Repeat this to yourself: "Things can work out even if I don't get my way. Things can work out even...."

Take this quiz!

Me? Pitch a fit? You must be crazy.

Monday, December 25, 2006

Me, too.

It's Christmas! And then, and then, and then...

And isn't that a good reason to start a new blog? Maybe one that I'll actually post in? If I don't get too bored? Yeah...

So, today... Er, yesterday, I slept until nine and then I read for a while. Then I napped. And read some more.

Then, I showered. And then (in my towel and squooshy slippers) played on the internet for a while. Then I realized that I'd been playing on the internet in my towel and squooshy slippers for a really long time and that my hair was going to dry all flat and weird if I kept it clipped to my head much longer.

So, I got dressed and dried my hair. And then sat and played on the internet (but dressed) while my husband watched the Bengals vs. Someone on tv. For-freakin-ever. Even though he could have just used the DVR thingy on it. But, whatever.

We planned on going out and then to see a movie. But, because it was getting kind of late, we ended up eating at home. Corned beef and havarti cheese on potato bread is good, but a less than thrilling Christmas Eve dinner. He had chili. Hmph.

And then we went out. Driving to the movie theater was nice because we got to see lots of luminaries lit up all over front lawns. Like, most of the lawns. It was weird and I was a little worried about the fire hazard.

(If I had those, I'd spend the entire 5 or 6 hours those tealights took to burn out on the front step w/a bucket of water. 'Cause I'm crazy. And I just took the trash outside and my across the street neighbors have the front yard all luminaried. Now I'm going to worry about that all night. Heh.)

We got to the movie theater. And it was kind of dirty and gross. And old. And pukey smelling in the actual theater. I'm from the midwest and used to big pretty theaters w/stadium seating and no pukey smells. So, this was distressing. I tried to get over it, though, by inhaling popcorn and Cherry Coke.

We saw Eragon. Which is really not the best book ever, but entertaining in a kind of "what book or movie did the author steal this idea from" way. The movie was not so good. (Surprise!) And they changed a lot of details for no reason. And there were lots of weird eyeball effects. So, don't go see this unless it's at the $2.00 theater and you've already seen everything else.

When we got home, I suggested that we go ahead and open all of our presents at midnight. We don't have kids so there really wasn't any point in waiting until morning. That was the longest damn hour and a half, ever.

So, I got lots of girly makeup and body stuff, a book, a bunch of cds and some really pretty emerald earrings. My husband got a ton of work clothes (read grown up -- not grad student), a new power drill (w/a bunch of attachment thingies) that he's already been using, and a ear/nose/eyebrow/all things furry trimmer set. Because he is quite furry and screams like a girl when I get my Tweezermans out of the bathroom cabinet.

We watched Alias while opening our presents. Yay for Christmas!