Oh Christmas tree

Last year I didn't get a tree until about a week before christmas. So this year... we went today. That's right, the day after thanksgiving. I even went to Target and paid a third of what I did for my tree last year. I got the cutest fat little tree there. I named him Mr. Chubbubkins.

He is now dominating the living room. Sitting on top of some of our new furniture and shining like a little tree covered in white lights and sparkles should. When I get my next paycheck I am going out to buy him some special ornaments. I love christmas.

The day after

If there are signs in the universe, things that tell you what you should be doing, then I apparently am supposed to have a big family. Why, you ask? Well I managed to make Thanksgiving dinner (most of it was Chris, really) for a family of at least four. There is so much left over food, we will have mashed potatoes for a week. But it was sure tasty.

On the brighter side, this is the first year (that I am in the states) that I am not working a retail job on the day after thanksgiving. No sales, no customers, nothing. I am going to stay home and sleep the day away. In fact it is possible that I won't even have to work. Hooray! And just to prove that the holiday season has really started, it's raining outside. That's right... Bring on the holidays.

I am going to get my christmas tree on Saturday. It's very exciting. Last year I had to wait until just before christmas for it, so this year I am maximizing the tree time. I am also teasing my housemate. She was told what her present was and forgot. So while I am out getting the tree, I will pick up her present too... Then I am maximizing the time of her wishing she could remember what in the world we were going to get her. Christmas is fun.

And yes, I am at work again. With the same girls. Now here is a funny story. yesterday night I was told by one of the girls that I was "strict". It was really hard to not laugh, as I am constantly being told by other staff members to be stricter. In fact another staff was sitting in the other room and overheard... she bust up laughing. Well, it's good to know where I stand.

I suppose I should figure out what I am supposed to be doing tonight. Because I am at the wrong house, I have no idea. It's silly really. But I am so much more comfortable at the other house. Probably because I spend most of my time there.

So, I'm off to a night of flashlights, cleaning, and laundry. Tah.

Happy Thanksgiving

In order to not have to go to in-laws for thanksgiving, I am working. It's not too bad either. So far I have a living room full of girls, one in each room as well, and my personal favorite... I've been here since 9pm. That's a full two hours early for work for me. Which means that the girls were not sleeping yet. Hummmmm.

And better yet. We ran out of dish detergent. So, in my infinate wisdom I put in liquid soap. It's kinda like tha I love Lucy episode with the washing machine and the box of suds. The kitchen floor, however has never been cleaner. And this would, in fact, be the perfect time to laugh at me. :)

Tomorrow I am going to sleep most of the day, wake up to make mashed potatos and eat a thanksgiving dinner with my hubby and then come back to work. Because all play and no work makes Adie a poor girl. But holiday pay makes up for some of it... really, it does.

I was going to spend lots of time talking about how exciting con was. How much fun I had playing Buffy and Redneck Voltron, but I have lots all of the excitment... Actually I wrote about it in my paper journal and lot steam to do it again. I think that I need to move on and let the past be the past, the future be the future, and me on my hands and knees cleaning up all the bubbles in the kitchen. *ewwww*

Alright, so everyone have a Happy Thanksgiving... I know I will.

Tah.

It's all over

Con was awsome!!! I spent several days of non-stop gaming. And I would talk about it right now... but I just got a phone call and have to go. So, Tah for now.

I'm leaving on...

a ca-ar, I know when I'll be back again. Ok, so that's not really how the song goes. But it is the truth. We leave for so-Cal tonight. Yah! I have the most awful headach... boo! But vacation becons and I am answering. See ya'll in a few days.

Monday, in the middle of the night

Hummm. So I was almost to work on Saturday night when my phone rang. And low and behold, I didn't have to work. Interesting. On further consideration, I was not actually angry that I was being forced to work on my day off... Just disappointed. But everything is OK now. I had my weekend. No extranious working. Just a relaxing weekend sewing stuff and goofing off.

On eof the most terrible things about going on vacation is waiting for the vacation to start. It's Tuesday morning. I will go to work tomorrow night and then leave for vacation after work. Tomorrow is going to suck at work, just because I know I am leaving. I hope the girls won't notice that I am going to be short tempered. Although it is their late day so, they shouldn't be too difficult.

Thursday is Disneyland. I'm going to ride the new space moutain. I am also going to wear my contacts, which will make this the first time I will actually be able to _see_ space moutain or the matterhorn, or any of the 'fast' rides. Wow.

Anyway, since I don't have to be awake anymore, I'm going to bed.

Night.

Flipping

When you are randomly flipping through blogs, several of the same ones keep poping up. It's wierd. Are those blogs more special than others... and why don't I ever see mine. Hummmm...

But really, why?

Next week I am going on vacation. I leave on Wednesday night. And so to try and make my life more complicated, my work has been playing with my schedule. At first they tried to make me work Sun, Mon and Tues nights. (When my normal nights are Tues, Wed and Thurs) And now I am at the end of the week. You know, the night I work at teh other house. The one night I work at the other house... and I look at the schedule and wouldn't you know it, I am signed up to work tomorrow night too. You know, if I had any idea that wanting three days off would be this much trouble, I would never have taken this silly job. Sheesh! I was just thinking, if I hadn't gotten out of sun and mon next week I would be working eight days in a row. Can you tell I'm a little pissed that the schedaule was changed and I was not notified?

I have an ouchie. It is on the very middle of my lower lip. It makes things like eating very difficult. I keep telling Chris about it. He is not impressed. In fact, I think he is a little grossed out (cause I keep showing it to him) It kinda hurts a lot. My ouchie. I hope it will disappear tomorrow.

I have been looking at non-profit jobs in Seattle on the internet. It's really hard not to send my resume in now. There are all kinds of jobs I would love to apply for. But on the bright side, there will be all kinds of jobs for me to apply to in a couple of months too. So no real big loss there. I was day (night?) dreaming at work this week... I have already mapped out the floor plan of our new place and half decorated it. Interesting..... I wonder if reality will be anything like my imagined world.

I went to Target today. I love Target. Not so much into the 11 dollar lithium battery I needed to buy, but really into Target. It will be fun once we move, getting all the little missing things... Like a dish rack, matching silverware, and possibly another bookshelf. Then there are all of the really beautiful coats that I am not buying. I tried on a few, but held back. Mostly because I am poor right now and that Chris thinks I have too many coats already.

Did I mention that my paycheck was eighteen hours short this week? Eighteen hours!!! That's two hunderd bucks!!! So now I have to go on vacation without any money because my job won't give me the missing money until the next pay check which will arrive right in the middle of my vacation. This sucks. I think I am really unhappy with work right now.

Anyway, before I become too negitive... I'm off to find something to eat. Yummy food will fix everything.

Tah.

work, work, work, work

In case you're wondering why this is being posted on a friday night instead of saturday, I have switched days. Now my week is back to back... Just the way I like it. With three day weekends. *grin*

I don't actually have much to say tonight. This week went by pretty quickly. I managed to go to the gym enough times I don't feel too bad, I made curtains for the front window (they are beautiful), and I just keep looking into this moving thing. I reall y want to tmove. I can feel it in my blood. I am having dreams about it. It's offically time to be somewhere else. Yah moving.

Wow. Is that really all I have to say?

Strange.

it keeps on getting better

Halloween is over, and you can tell. The stores have all switched to Christmas. Where did Thanksgiving go? Don't they thin kthat by the time x-mas actually rolls around we are all going to be sick and tired of the holiday if we start it before it's even Nov? Sheesh. I feel bad for Thanksgiving. I mean, sure it's not a big candy or present holiday, but it should at least have it's fair share of time in the stores. Maybe I will start a protest march... People for the ethical treatment of holidays. I mean really, you get time off for Thanksgiving and not for Halloween, so there should be a better system for store time, right?

So one of my big problems with moving is dealing with the weather in the rest of the world. Here it is, the first day of Nov and it's sunny and probably in the 70's outside. Absolutly beautiful. (of course since it never really made it to summer this year, I kinda expect this weather to last well into Dec) And I want to move to a place that has no sun for months on end. But change is good, right? Especially if it means I can work a day shift again.

Well, enough of my day after halloween rant. I'm getting tired of it, even if you aren't. So I am off to find some breakfast. Here is a good question, if I am eating more and going to the gym, how am I losing weight from eating less and swimming? It's a good thing that I am not a heath person.

Enough!

Tah.