HAH. Such a good expression. Actually, it’ll be especially slow since I’m sending these out TODAY and tomorrow is Friday, they probably won’t be there tomorrow. Then its CHRISTMAS WEEKEND. Then Monday. But who cares about Christmas cards after Christmas. I don’t care if people don’t care. I’m sending them out anyway. Also, more people…
Tag: Christmas
Yankee Update
I had to switch twice during the course of our Yankee Swap work game. Present #1: I chose the biggest gift. Obviously. Which I forgot was the thing not to do during a Yankee Swap. It was an ice tea holder thing. Wut. Present #2: Someone wanted the ice tea thing (In case you’re confused:…
Yankee Punch Swap
My former boss who still works in the office, so, my co-worker, made a big fuss about us having a Yankee Swap because he thought it would instil animosity within the workplace. Feelings hurt, bruises, negative energy, etc.. Which is silly because we aren’t fourth graders. He also strangely suggested that if we went with…
Gingerbread Shmouse
Hello!! It’s my gingerbread house! Or something that’s kind of like a gingerbread house. Gingerbread shmouse. Get it?!! It’s strange. You figure: okay, this is for children. That means, I should be just fine!! No. It’s challenging. It’s also kind of sadistic. And sinister. 1. The icing was WAY too hard and the 1/4 inch…
6 more days!?
I went onto Ebay to see about a chess set for my uncle. Turns out, its the 19th! There are only six days left! Until Christmas! Where does the time go. I just don’t understand. I realized that I hadn’t posted any pictures of the Christmas Spirit running rampant in my home. Better late than…
In case you forgot
That is… that this song is by Wham. Which, up until one year ago, I did not know. I didn’t know who it was, I only knew, and currently know, since I still love this song, too many commas, I know. I only knew/know that it’s music to my very ears. My heart literally skips…
Office Cheer
As with most things, my time at work is made up of peaks and troughs. Yesterday, I was assigned the task to spread Christmas cheer and there is nothing, nothing, that I enjoy more. Also those of you that actually read this may tire of hearing about the Joy of Christmas and I will unapologetically…
Fairy Dust
Winter. WINTERRRRR The pagans knew what was up. I already feel delusional emotions and inexplicable melancholy weighing heavier and heavier. On my soul. If Christmas, mass shopping hysteria, illuminated things, sledding, tubing, snow suits and drink-centric new year’s celebrations didn’t exist, winter would see more half-hearted suicide attempts, I’m sure! I was at a thrift…
Formula 457 