Christmas "spirits."
I had a really, really good Christmas this year. I expected to be just a TAD bit down, due to being single and all, but as it turns out, I had a blast. Maybe that's 'cuz I was drunk.
Okay, I wasn't DRUNK, but Santa gets one hell of a shout-out this year. Usually, my sisters and I each get one of those big plastic candy canes filled with candy. This year, they were filled with mini bottles of Schnapps. Needless to say, by the time the first carload pulled up around 1 pm, I was already feeling the Christmas spirit, so to speak.
However, that's not the ONLY reason I had such a great time this year. It was just FUN. Highlights included a new cell phone (I haven't had one for like 2 weeks, and trust me, I was hurtin'....it's REALLY COOL. It even has voice recognition! For example, if I hit the call button and say "byatch," it will automatically call my sister) and Nikki's Bathroom in a Box (all the stuff I need for my bathroom once I move into my new apartment--shower curtain and liner, rug, soap dispenser, toothbrush holder and I think something else). I also got a home microderm-abrasion kit (I used it for the first time last night and miraculously, I managed NOT to do serious damage). I also received scented candles, books, etc. (Damn, I can't WAIT to get a "real job" and move into my apartment, where I can light my scented candles in my brand-new bathroom.)
Later in the evening, after a couple carloads of people had left, Nikki, Mis and I all got to sit around, act stupid and laugh our asses off.
Good times. I truly hope that everyone else's day was just as wonderful.
9 comments:
Sounds like great fun ... just be careful on the road, you don't want to get broken with a sock full.
Sounds great. Nothing like a little Schnapps to get you in the mood.
For guys, it would be bathroom in a plastic baggie. A small one.
Sounds like you had a great Christmas. Hope you like your new apartment.
I did actually take pictures, which probably won't be developed for like a year. =-)
nice blog
It'll still take a year, Rob.
Bite me.
It was an old school disposable camera, so yeah, it'll take me a while. Come to think of it, I'm not even sure where that darn thing ended up...
The last person that asked me to bite her...well...I married. You're 19 years too late, Jen.
Happy New Year.
So close, Fred, yet so far away.
;)
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