I was just wondering seeing as how I haven't really been around lately. For which I apologize. Profusely.
So this is my third attempt in the past week or so to write an entry that isn’t so mundane and boring that I put everyone to sleep and then when I read back over it I think “Whaaa?” Nobody likes to look at stuff they’ve written and think “Whaaa?” Am I right? That being said, here's to hoping that I didn't just jinx myself into a completely mundane and boring post.
So. Merry Christmas! Hmmm. A little bit late for that. Sorry. Hope you all had a good one! I did – and I got tons of great stuff because as we all know (and have come to terms with), I’m spoiled – but of all of them I have three favorites. The first was a set of beautiful crystal champagne flutes from Chris, which he thought of with no help or hints from me. So awesome. I will now spend the rest of my life being totally paranoid that somehow they’ll get broken. It’s the gift that keeps on giving! The second was a book that Karen made of our Vegas pictures. Also so awesome. And the third one was this totally cute thing Sally got me in Mexico. In other holiday news, I am still chock full of Christmas spirit, and the reason I know that is because my Christmas tree is still up. Yes. Up and merrily shedding pine needles EVERYWHERE. There are no longer decorations on it, just a seemingly endless supply of needles. Neeeeeeedllllllllllles. You see, Chris went out of town right after Christmas, and therefore, I have no one to help me get the stupid thing out of the stand. This is a time when the cats are just no help at all. I called my brother to see if he’d help me, but apparently it wasn’t something that interested him as I haven’t heard back from him. For five days. And my dad can happily shovel practically his entire neighborhood out of three or four feet of snow (twice), but somehow helping me with the tree is pretty low on his list. My mom called tonight to see if maybe I wanted him to come over and help me get the tree out of the stand and onto my balcony (because the other issue is that due to near constant blizzards, I’m fairly certain they haven’t emptied the dumpsters here forEVER, hence, where to put a six foot tree?) but I was like “no thank you – I’d rather not have needles strewn to hell and back-- I mean anywhere they don’t need to be.” I’ll just wait until Chris comes home on Saturday. “HihoneyIreallymissedyou (breath) fortheloveofallthat’sholypleasegetrid (breath)ofthisdamntree!” I had to take a lot of breaths because of the level of hysteria I'll probably be experiencing at that point. Because of (in case I haven't mentioned it) the neeeedlllles. Ahem.
Today I got an email about a meeting on Friday from one of the guys I work with. The time was 10:00, and the location? DOA. Huh. Never been to a meeting like THAT before. So I went into his office and said “Did you reserve a room for our meeting on Friday?” And he said “No – could you get one?” And I said “Sure – but when you put ‘DOA’ on the email, did you really mean ‘TBA’? Because there’s kind of an important difference there.” And he said “No, I meant DOA – Denver Area Office.” I said “No, that’s DAO. DOA is totally different, and really, not the kind of meeting I want to come to.” He laughed, I reserved us a room that will hopefully not cause any of us bodily harm.
So I think that’s about it for now. If you’re still hanging around here even though I haven’t written in almost as long as it’s been since they picked up my trash (and seriously, that has been a loooooong ass time) I thank you. And I swear that in 2007 I will write more. Swear.