for christmas this year i also got
some preserving skills!
guess what's fun? making things and then putting the things in jars and then sealing the jars and then making fabric tops for the jars and then holding the fabric top on with a twine ribbon and then making a tag for the twine ribbon to say what things you made in the jars are!
it was fun to spend time making peoples christmas gifts cause you could think about them while you were making it. or you could think about what you were doing so you don't mess it up but that's not as festive.
for christmas this year i got
a love for someone new!
and what a cute someone at that.
this is my little neice savannah who think's her name is santa but that's not the only reason i loved her right away.
she recites movies word for word (is that genetic?) she loves playing in blanket forts and she asks one zillion questions about everything.
sometimes when you meet someone, even if they're 3, you just know right away you're meant to be friends.
it’s funny to sing different lyrics to dolly parton’s ‘workin 9 to 5’ song
like ‘workin 9:15 to 3:00’ which are my hours today
or ‘workin 10 or so till 2:00’ which is what i wish my hours were
or ‘workin only when people are watching me the rest of the time i’m making paper ornaments for my little desk christmas tree’
or ‘workin 10 or so till 2:00’ which is what i wish my hours were
or ‘workin only when people are watching me the rest of the time i’m making paper ornaments for my little desk christmas tree’
here we go a wassailing
apparently wassailing is a practice that falls under two categories. one of them is going door to door singing christmas carols and the other one is going into an orchard and singing to trees.
i think if i was to be a wassailer, i would prefer the latter because trees would never say OH FOR THE LOVE OF SAINT NICHOLAS, PLEASE STOP WASSAILING they would just listen nicely. or maybe they would silently hate it but at least they wouldn’t be able to say anything because they are trees and trees don’t talk unless they are those mean trees from the wizard of oz.
i think if i was to be a wassailer, i would prefer the latter because trees would never say OH FOR THE LOVE OF SAINT NICHOLAS, PLEASE STOP WASSAILING they would just listen nicely. or maybe they would silently hate it but at least they wouldn’t be able to say anything because they are trees and trees don’t talk unless they are those mean trees from the wizard of oz.
christmas treasures
lucy and i got together tonight to celebrate the following:
- lucy's return from her 3 month trip abroad
- my engagement to that jeremy character
- christmas
- tuesday
- lucy's new found love of christmas tree decorating
what a festive get together! i loved the little camel she got me. his saddle opens up and you can put things inside. like jewels and secrets.
i also love the ornaments because they not only say 'merry christmas' but they also say 'i no longer loathe decorating trees at christmas time'
today's special
i feel so full of holiday cheer lately i could squeeze everyone around me until their heads popped off.
but then i’d be like ‘woops! your head!’ and the people would be like ‘aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh! my head!’ and that isn’t a very festive exchange now is it?
but then i’d be like ‘woops! your head!’ and the people would be like ‘aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh! my head!’ and that isn’t a very festive exchange now is it?
dear santa
while my colleagues worked on 'work related' tasks, i found time today to write my annual letter to the big guy. i like to send a letter every year letting him know what's going on in my life and checking in to make sure everything's all good with him. it's only polite.
last year he didn't write back on account of one of his helpers in the canada postal service sending out inappropriate letters or something. i would have rather received an inappropriate response than no response but santa didn't ask my opinion so i hope he has a biggie for me this year to make up for our two year correspondence gap.
gang members
see this person? and her adorable daughter?
yeah she pretty much looks this beautiful all the time. which is not surprising considering the family she comes from.
i call her giraffe cause she's tall and has great big eyelashes like giraffes do and even though she looks like someone who eats off fine china (and does) she's the biggest goofball around.
remember strapping pillows to our heads and doing runway shows, giraffe? yeah, that was last year. not much has changed really except now, we strap her daughter to her head to up the ante.
lil tip
you know those rotisserie chickens you can buy from the grocery store for like eight dollars?
buy those more.
me and jer buy them pretty darn often and they make us like 4 tasty meals. usually one where you just eat the chicken with something, another one where you make sandwiches, one where you put it in chicken alfredo (which you can make real easy with a can of mushroom soup, some cream and parmesan) and one where you stuff it in a pot pie with some vegetables.
like holy multi purpose or what?!
i should start expecting this much from all my food. you up to the challenge, big bowl of cheerios?!
and now for a special presentation
it's lucy's first ever drawing on paint!
we did this together almost three years ago at christmastime so now it's worth a lot of money because it's like a piece by van gogh before he became known.
we did this together almost three years ago at christmastime so now it's worth a lot of money because it's like a piece by van gogh before he became known.
bidding starts at five bajillion dollars.
it's a muffin miracle!
i made these.
myself.
without anyone around.
or any sort of culinary direction from the chef.
or any idea of where the fire extinguisher was in case my solo attempt at baking went awry.
just in case it's out there and i didn't vacuum it up
i'm just joking about the dead or alive part.
please if you find my earring don't kill it, just trap it in a burlap bag and bring it to me to collect your reward.
letters
dear buffy the vampire slayer,
i totally love you.
i watched your whole show for the first time last year and this year i'm watching your whole show again and i love you even more than i did when i first watched you.
you're brave and pretty and i don't know how you ever picked yourself up off the ground after your boyfriend turned evil then turned good again just before you had to kill him to stop the world from being sucked into a hell dimension, but you did it, you picked yourself up from that and you went on to fight more evil and have more boyfriends.
you can do anything, buffy the vampire slayer. you're my hero. i wish we were friends so you could teach me how to kick demons in the head.
for now though, i'll just run away when i see one as i'm not yet properly trained.
your fan,
jennifer robeson
i totally love you.
i watched your whole show for the first time last year and this year i'm watching your whole show again and i love you even more than i did when i first watched you.
you're brave and pretty and i don't know how you ever picked yourself up off the ground after your boyfriend turned evil then turned good again just before you had to kill him to stop the world from being sucked into a hell dimension, but you did it, you picked yourself up from that and you went on to fight more evil and have more boyfriends.
you can do anything, buffy the vampire slayer. you're my hero. i wish we were friends so you could teach me how to kick demons in the head.
for now though, i'll just run away when i see one as i'm not yet properly trained.
your fan,
jennifer robeson
now i lay me down to sheep
this is how jeremy cooks the lamb, all intertwined like, which is funny because to me it looks as though it's praying.
i bet it prays to be tasty once it's done, and for the veggie sides to be slightly less desirable than itself, and for world peace. because lambs hate conflict.
bounty
sometimes it's good to pry open the little secret doors in your apartment building because you find treasures in there, like miniature plastic basketball players and ten pounds of dust.
i want to add something once i think of the perfect thing. maybe a lady basketball player cause who knows how long he's been in there alone. or a miniature vacuum.
i saw this this weekend!
and it's one hundred and fifty times more beautiful/tragic/uplifting than this trailer lets on.
don't worry about getting popcorn, your eyes will have more than enough to feast on for the whole show. maybe get a soda pop though.
don't worry about getting popcorn, your eyes will have more than enough to feast on for the whole show. maybe get a soda pop though.
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