Month: December 2006

…And So This Is Christmas (Multimedia)

Merry Christmas, for those of you who celebrate it. For those of you who don’t, I hope you enjoyed your day off! And for those of you who had to work, I hope you had a decent and easy day.

My weekend was pretty busy, and I plan to take tomorrow to CRASH. Or maybe get stuff done around here. The place is a mess because I came in, dumped gifts on the floor, and went straight to bed. Finished reading Confessions of a Shopaholic for the millionth time, and tried to doze off. I was lying there, with Lucy curled into a donut on my chest, when my cell phone rang. I didn’t get to it in time, but I did get to talk to the person who called (♥) a bit later.

Yesterday, I drove up to Cleveland, well, actually Aurora, with Aidan in tow, to visit my mom. Andy (crimsonghost_oh) came over and hung out for a bit. It’s always good to see him, plus he was wearing cologne that smelled really good. But he has no idea what the name of it is–his friend Joyce buys it for him. Ha. Boys.

I learned something about being on the road. First of all, minivans tend to drive like assholes when in the city, but man, on road trips, those things FLY! I tend to always find myself doing the “stalk” to a minivan. The stalk is when I pretty much follow someone who is going 85-90MPH. That way, I can go 80-85MPH, knowing that if they see a cop, they’ll brake, thus giving me enough warning to brake as well. But here’s the weird thing. I did not see ONE cop on the road on the trip to and back from up north! And I made great time, alternating between Newsies and Christmas music on both drives.

Aidan was very cute, opening his gifts this morning. Everything got an exclamation such as, “Ohh, flash cards!!!” “Ooh, Spongebob!” That boy is the cutest little boy I’ve ever seen. He was adorable! And he was just in shock at all the packages for him. “Oooh, thank you! It’s what I’ve always wanted!”

I guess it’s time for me to do the requisite haul list, huh? Let’s see if I can remember everything:

From my mom:
Vacuum cleaner
Vacuum bags
Towels
Colander
Basket filled with beautifying goodies
Fleece throw
Cute little pink hangers
A sign that says “I only have a kitchen because it came with my house.”

From Chris & Aidan:
Longaberger stuff like whoa
Gift card to Payless
A Christmas village
Scrapbooking kit

From Josh & Kelly:
Bath & Body Works shower gel, lotion, and bar soap

From Mom & Dad Davis:
Entire bag of 3 Musketeers minis (!!)
Mickey Mouse slipper socks
Gift card to Napster
Cool flexi-pen
Stickers

From Leah (my sister):
That pasta maker thing that they show on infomercials.

And I guess there are more things coming…? YAY!! Even though I’ve hit the big 3-2 (eeek), I still love getting presents. Almost as much as I love giving!

Of course, I have pictures!!

Aidan & TMX
Aidan playing with TMX Elmo!!

My Weird Sister Leah
My sister is weird. No. Seriously.

Grandmommy & Aidan
Aidan loves Grandmommy. She loves him, too.

Ooo!
Aidan likes to do things wearing only his underwear. That includes opening gifts.

Darth Aidan
Darth Aidan. (The kid finally put on some pajamas!)

Grandpa & Aidan
Aidan and Grandpa play with their Buzz Lightyear toys.

Christmas Dinner
Dinner today, at John & Liz’s. I should have gotten a picture of the homemade apple pie. OMGBBQ it was so good.

And a couple pictures of me…

Me
This was me, Christmas Eve night, before the drugs kicked in. HA.

Just Me
This is me, this morning. I look a LOT like my sister here.

A couple of quotes:
Aidan: GRANDMOMMY! I’m about to blow up your toilet!
Mommy: What?
Aidan: I’m about to blow up it!!
(Aidan had been having serious poops due to his oatmeal consumption).

Dad Davis: See look, it says ages four and up. And I’m UP!

Just thought that Ivy (swankivy) would like to know that I am OBSESSED with my Newsies soundtrack! It’s so, so good. “Go get ’em cowboy!” Oh, and the pink fuzzy slipper boots, too. πŸ˜€

Aidan’s Mickey Mouse Clubhouse did not come in time for Christmas, but he was happy enough with his other gifts that he didn’t miss it. That’s what makes him such a great child. Me? I would have said “Where’s the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse?” LOL. I’ve done it. Except it was “Where’s the Merry-Go-Round stroller?” So I will give it to him Saturday, on his birthday. Provided I get it in time! πŸ™‚ Man, kudos to the people working at the Beechwold post office, here. They are so busy, and still, my mail carrier is perfectly nice and pleasant, all the time. He’s a great guy.

Anyway, last but not least, here is a video I took today of Aidan’s TMX Elmo. This thing is insane, people. Hilarious! Enjoy!

See ya! πŸ™‚

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A Couple of Happy Things (Picture)

Aidan and me, matching again:

Mommy and Aidan

He loves the gifts he got from Ivy; a toy airplane and a bulldozer that really works.

He is playing with everything in his stocking:
– a little stuffed moose who “sings” O Christmas Tree;
– a toy DHL airplane;
– a bubblegum story book;
– a CD and egg-shaped maracas;
– one of those M&M stocking stuffer tube thingies.

Other happiness: adamselzer‘s book FINALLY has a cover on amazon.com. Check it out here. While you’re there, pre-order it. Want a preview? Go here for an excerpt. I guarantee, you’ll love it. Take it from me, his number one fangirl, street team person, whatever.

I have to pack for the long weekend away! Eeep. Not to mention–I have to try not to forget any of the gifts! Eek!

‘Til next time!

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I’m One High-Falutin’ Son of a Gun

Got to work this morning. Everyone was kind of punch drunk, with the holidays being so close and all. Heather gave Jay some Head On, so of course, I had to keep saying “Head on. Apply directly to the forehead. Apply directly to the forehead. Apply directly to the forehead.” HAHA. Then he let us try it. It made my head tingle and I felt relaxed all over. Both Heather and Jay attest to its effectiveness. Good stuff.

I skipped the lunch outing, but the office was SO quiet because just about every one else left, so I took a very nice nap. πŸ™‚

Next week, I get to develop another style guide! This one will be for the Teacher Edition of the Pre-K Handwriting program.

Stopped by Target to get cat litter, and then came home to find a notice on my door for two packages from UPS! I went to my mailbox and saw another package slip! I RAN to the rental office, and found out that I had FOUR packages waiting for me! Elizabeth had to give me a bag so I could carry everything. I got a package from Ivy with:

Newsies soundtrack;
– Pitcher and glasses;
– Pink slipper boots (they are so unbelievably cute!!);
Eats, Shoots & Leaves;
– Nag Champa (!!!)
– stuff for Aidan πŸ™‚

From Andy, I got a Mickey Mouse toaster (!!), and some footie pajamas (I am so putting them on after I take out the trash), and I got more Mikasa stuff from Rosa!

Overwhelmed? Oh yes. Feeling VERY loved? Absolute-freakin’-lutely!!!!!! πŸ™‚

Chris is on his way over with Aidan. I’m going to let him open his stocking and play with the things Ivy got him tonight. We’ll probably watch Mickey’s Christmas Carol a million times. Tomorrow, we’ll head up to my mom’s for the weekend, and I’ll come back home Sunday. Spending some of the day with a few Davis folks on Christmas, and recovering all day Tuesday !!!!

Before I go, I have to clean out my car. My mother told me to do so. :O

I have no plans to go out anymore today–it’s rainy, people are driving like bad bananas with greasy black peels, and I want to relax for the drive up tomorrow, and before the weekend. Can’t wait ’til Aidan gets here! πŸ™‚

‘Til later!

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Iffa Siffa Ih Ih Ih

MY CAR is costing me more than Aidan costs me.

My front two breaks (*) were SCREWED royally. Of course, the car is five years old and I can blame that, but instead, I AM GOING TO BLAME THE FUCKING SLOW ASS COLUMBUS DRIVERS WHO HIT THEIR BRAKES FOR NO REASON OVER AND OVER JUST BECAUSE THEY’RE IDIOTS.

* – was nice enough to remind me that it’s BRAKES not breaks. HAHA.

Okay, that done. I also needed to get three belts replaced. Loads of other stuff that I opted not to do tonight. We won’t discuss the cost, because a very dear friend of mine picked up the tab on it, cheerfully, and I don’t know how I will ever thank him enough.

Got GREAT mail today! Four packages (CDs, banana lube- don’t ask, a journal, and pretty Mikasa stuff), cards, and a letter with two giftcards! Again, my friends are way beyond amazing. WAY beyond it. Just waiting on the package from swankivy, who says that today, she got the one I sent her! YAY!!!!! But still… just wow. πŸ™‚

I’m exhausted. I was at the shop for about four and a half hours. No nap for me, and no rest for me until Tuesday. Early bedtime, tonight. How much you wanna bet I won’t fall asleep until 1am, again?

‘Til next time.

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Lunch Break!

I’m on my lunchbreak. I had leftover spaghetti from last night, and a snickerdoodle cookie from Cheryl & Co. I never used to care much for Cheryl & Co. cookies. There was something a little “off” about them. I think they were too soft. But their snickerdoodles. Oh God. They’re almost better than the A Blessed Cookie Co. ones I used to eat when I worked at Nationwide. Heavenly. Perfect. Soft, delicious. Oh God. Mmmm. Snickerdoodles.

I was thinking about how much I like organizations such as Toys for Tots or Operation Christmas Child. I wish I could open something like that, but make it year-round. Kids have birthdays. Kids need clothes all the time, not just in December. I would love to start an organization and have people donate clothing and toys, and then I’d ship them to shelters and churches all over the city. I’d love to adopt a family one year. Give things to an entire family, brighten their season. Toys for the kids. Clothes for the parents. Food for a Christmas dinner. Maybe one year I’ll be able to do that.

I missed most of the donation barrels and drives this year, which disappoints me. I just didn’t have the extra cash to give this year to get a great deal of stuff. The ironic thing is that my friends are giving to me–going above and beyond to make sure I’m taken care of–and learning to accept that when I want to give so much myself is a learning experience. Flat out asking for help is hard for me. Sometimes I’ll drop hints, and hope someone offers to help me, but it’s so hard for me to go to someone and say “hey, can I borrow $30 for groceries?” Or even worse, “Can I have $30? I probably won’t be able to pay you back.” I feel like–I’ve made certain choices in my life and that I should be able to deal with those consequences–bad or good–like an adult. And for me, like an adult means not having to borrow or take money from my friends, or ask my mom for help with groceries, or even whine about being broke on my LJ. I guess I’m not so good at this being an “adult” thing, huh?

It’s not hard for me to accept the help, but it’s hard to let go of the guilt that floods in with the relief.

I’ve listened to this Canon Christmas song over 30 times today. It’s been on repeat for hours. I don’t want to get sick of it, but it’s so pretty!! I should turn it off after this time. Heh.

There should be at least two packages waiting for me when I get home after work! πŸ™‚ Hopefully one from swankivy as well. I love packages. LOVE them. And fun mail like cards andletters. I will take a picture of my card wall this weekend. Okay, actually, it’s card closet doors–the doors to the closet that holds what Aidan calls “the fiery furnace.”

Tonight, it’s off to Midas to get my brakes looked at. I really hope it’s just the brake pads. This noise didn’t really start until the past few days. But I remember that for a month or so, when I’d stop, it would sound like a space ship stopping. That “brooooom” sound. I can’t describe it–but you hear that sound a lot at Cedar Point near the Power Tower and the Top Thrill Dragster. I wonder if that wasn’t the brakes going weird on me. I’d thought it was because of the flat tire I got a few weeks ago, but who knows? Poor Little Ronica. I’m worried about her. She’s not even five yet! Anyway, I hope today’s trip to Midas is quick and painless, and that I don’t have to bumble up my holiday travel plans. I have a feeling my mom spoiled me, and I KNOW she spoiled Aidan!

Rumour has it that the newest HP title is…. …. wait for it … …

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.

Oooo. Sounds SCARY!!!! I think that’s all for now. I always have a list of things to write about, but then I get on here and my mind starts wandering and I lose track and yeah. Heh. Back to work for me. Errata and errata and errata, but Handwriting PDFs like WHOA will be hitting, probably starting today!

Oh my, I just checked my inbox. AJ put a card in, and on it, there is a mean-looking dog guarding the fireplace going GRRRR and Santa looks a bit perturbed. The inside says “Good thing Santa had an exit strategy,” and there is a picture of a bone wrapped in a bow. HAHAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHAHAHA. HAHAH. Okay, I’m easily amused. Or punch drunk. Or maybe just addled from listening to Christmas Canon too many times. Still, HAHA. What a great card! HAHA. Santa’s face. The dog, he looks so pissed. And there is a reindeer looking in the window like “oh shit.” HAHAHAHA. I just found out that AJ made the card himself! HAHA. Even better! πŸ™‚

All right. The Mountain Dew must be kicking in. Back to Errata for me. ‘Til next time!

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