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Today I’ve been playing the Sims most of the day. You would think that would be fun, right? But no. Never for me. (Okay, not never.) I have had a very stressful Simming day. My Sim couple? Had twins. And not just twins, but demon twins. Seriously. These babies would not stop crying! They ate and they pooped and they cried. It was hell. I finally got them to grow into children, and there is no way this couple is having anymore Sim kids. Because they grow demon children. And that sucks.
Anyway, Jeff was laughing his ass off at me. I had to keep pausing the game because the babies crying was seriously stressing me out in real life. I knew once I could ship them off to school it’d be fine though. Then they can actually help with some of the things around the house instead of making it harder for my Sim people to keep up. Sims are hard. Kids are hard. So today I’m grateful that I’ve only got the two pets!
Yesterday I did three loads of laundry. Today I did three loads of laundry. Judging by the pile on the floor in front of the washing machine – I’d say I have about three loads of laundry to look forward to tomorrow. What. the. hell. Where are all these clothes coming from?! I know Jeff got mostly clothes for Christmas, and I got quite a few new pairs of pajamas, but… that still shouldn’t triple the number of loads a laundry I generally do in a week! (Well, close-ish. There’s usually about four, and now nine?!) Anyway, that prompted me to finally go through the closet (like I’ve been planning to for at least the last year). Now there is a huge garbage bag filled with clothes that are never worn or no longer fit sitting in the middle of our kitchen floor. And now we can actually push the clothes hanging up from side to side when we’re looking for something.
Today Jeff and I watched Stardust. It’s pretty good! I really wasn’t expecting much from it. It looked like one of those movies that you get all excited for and then it’s crap. (The Village, anyone?)
Oh, Jeff picked up a laser pointer the other day with our Christmas moneys. I’m not sure if whether to consider it a gift for us or for the animals though. It’s pretty damn entertaining, but Dale is too smart and usually ends up staring at your hand after a minute like “yeah? Now what?” Chewy never catches on though, so the fun is never-ending. Hours after you put away the pointer you can catch him looking around like he thinks he might have seen the floating red dot.
Yesterday Jeff and I went to his dad’s for an after-Christmas Christmas. He’s city folk so we headed to the mall from his house and I finally got to see the Golden Compass! I loved those books and was super excited when I found out they were making a movie (about two or three years ago, I think!) so I’m surprised it took so long to get me in the theater. I’m like that though, the idea always sounds great. The actual getting me out of the house is hard to do. Anyway, the movie rocked. The book is better, of course. But they did a pretty decent job with the movie, there’s a lot of things that I imagined would be really hard to show or explain, and Jeff (who hadn’t read the books) was only confused by a couple tiny details. That was neat too, hearing what he thought about it afterwards.
We also went to the Disney Store, where I got a new eeyore tee shirt for $5, which rocks. We even had the pleasure of meeting Super Bitch there! No, for real. We were checking out the stuffed animals in the back of the store, and I was busy deciding whether or not I needed a Piglet, and if yes – which other animal should I get? (They were on sale, one of those twofor deals. I was leaning towards Mike Wasowski. The cyclops from Monster’s Inc.?) Jeff picked up a Ratatouille doll, and had barely picked it up, was in, like, mid-turn to show it to me… and the doll disappeared. Jeff was all “what the…” and turned around to see this woman standing there staring at him all evil-ishly (I know. I was there. It was like an “I Challenge You to Fight Me” kind of evil stare) like he had just taking it out of her hand. Umm, no crazy lady. She didn’t say a single word. She just silently challenged him, then handed the rat doll to her 7 or 8-ish year old looking kid, and walked away. Jeff and I were like, “ooo-kaaaayyy…” Nice example you just set there, lady. And when your kid beats up some kid in school for their leather jacket/fancy sneakers/whatever in a few years – don’t deny that that’s the example you set. The best part? We didn’t even want that damn Ratatouille doll. You could have just asked and he would have handed it over. But thanks, Super Bitch! You gave me another great example of everything that is wrong with this world.
So anyway, I ended up deciding I didn’t need a Piglet or a Mike Wasowski doll after all, and we got the hell out of there with just my new tee shirt. It’s kind of funny that my two best examples of super-bitchiness both took place in a Disney place. One at Disney World (happiest place on Earth!), and one at the Disney store. Poor Disney is getting a bad rap due to it’s customers! I think they should sue.
Today turned out to be movie marathon day! It was kinda sweet just hanging out on the couch all day. We watched The Kingdom, Picture Perfect, Bourne Supremacy, and Futurama: Bender’s Big Score. So yeah, I wasn’t kidding when I said “hanging out on the couch all day”… and also? I amazingly didn’t fall asleep once in that whole time! I was getting pretty close during Futurama though. Not because it wasn’t good, but because it was the fourth one. And we just finished watching it. (It’s almost midnight.)
Tomorrow we are going to go have Christmas with Jeff’s dad. Before that we are dropping off our desktop at Jeff’s friends house along with our “new” hard drive. (We bought it close to a year ago now, we just haven’t taken care of it yet.) He’s going to install it for us. So I need to back up some pictures tomorrow before we do that. Since Jeff is probably going to be staying up for awhile longer I think he should do that for me, but I bet he’ll play the “I don’t know how to burn a cd” card to get out of it. Even though I’ve showed him a thousand times, and it’s super easy. He just never pays attention. Grrr. Anyway, we will still have the laptop so I’ll still be here posting!
Merry Christmas everybody! I forgot to cross my fingers and my toes last night, but Santa came to my house anyway! Yay! He rocked, as usual. No Dodge Avenger, but between our house and my mom’s he brought tons of warm and soft jammies, new blankies, slippers, a Sims Holiday pack, Phase 10 card game, a Barnes & Noble gift card, some new towels, Shrek 3, and tons of candy! Plus Jeff got me a bike! Well he “got” me a bike, as in I get to pick one and he will get it. He said he didn’t want to get one I didn’t like, and didn’t think to do a gift card. 
It works! I hope Santa brought you all tons of surprises this year. Those are always my favorites, the ones you would never guess. And games. Phase 10 is kind of complicated at first, but it’s fun. We played with my parents and a friend of their’s tonight after dinner and presents. It took a while to really catch on, but then it got easier. If you don’t have it (and you like card games) you should get it! Anyway, it’s pretty much bedtime now. So I hope you all had a very Merry Christmas!
Yuck. I tried to spike my hot cocoa with some peppermint schnapps just now… only I don’t know how to spike cocoa and I put too much in. I’m kind of sipping at it, but pretty much it’s just going to be wasted cocoa now. Sad. (Actually it’s probably pretty funny. I’m not a drinker so it’s like: sip cocoa, cringe, ignore cocoa. Repeat.) Stupid peppermint schnapps. With your delicious sounding name, and your alcohol-y taste.
It’s Christmas Eve! I hope Santa comes and visits every single one of you out there tonight, and leaves you oodles of all the awesome things you’ve been dreaming of! (And if you’ve been dreaming of sugar plums – please tell me what they are. Also, you’re weird.) I really, really hope you made his nice list this year. I’m pretty sure I did, but I guess I could have forgotten something naughty that I did. I hope not. I’m going to sleep with my fingers and my toes crossed tonight, just in case.
PS Now that A Christmas Story is on the tv, and I have all those cookies I made? It’s starting to actually feel like Christmas! Good thing, eh? Since it is.
I missed a day and it’s all my modem’s fault! I think. For whatever reason nothing was connecting last night, and I eventually just gave up. I did try to see if I could post something from my cell phone, but that didn’t seem to like me much. And I don’t have a plan thingy so it costs about a skillion dollars a second to get online with it. So I didn’t try for too long. Anyway, that blows and I’m sad. Stupid effing modem thingy. This morning it seems fine, of course. But next time it’s giving us crap we’re going to call Time Warner and be all grumpy until they agree to bring us a new one.
So last night I think I was going to post about how Jeff helped me frost all those cookies. He didn’t used to be allowed to help because he normally does it way too sloppy… but yesterday I was desperate to be done with effing cookies already! So I asked if he’d try, he came out and didn’t do half bad! Plus we used sprinkles this year, so they kind of hide any neatness or sloppiness anyway. About halfway through frosting them though we realized we were going to run out of frosting before we were finished. So I decided to try to bribe my step-dad (who loves the sugar cookies the most of any cookie ever – and my mom isn’t making any this year). I called him up and told him that if he would just bring us a thing of frosting I’d give him a ton of cookies. And it worked! Kind of. Mom had a tub of it in her cupboard so they brought that over after they finished dinner and the movie they were watching. I gave them two plates of cookies, and I have to bring some more over tonight or tomorrow (we hadn’t started frosting the molasses ones yet).
When they got home my mom called to tell me that those were the best cookies she’d ever had. Why? Because they were really good, and she didn’t have to make them! Moms.
Then later I went over to Kendra’s and we played some Skip-Bo. I lost a lot. As usual. I think she cheats or something. Then when I got home there was that whole modem/internet/suckfest crisis.
And that’s what happened yesterday! As long as everything’s working right I’ll be back later with a today post. If not, then Happy Christmas Eve!
Yesterday was a pretty cool shopping day. We went to Petsmart, and saw the coolest, cutest little furry rodent thingy. It was called a Robo Dwarf Hamster. It was about the size of a thumb (well, mine anyway… I don’t know about yours). We noticed him as we were walking by; we saw a blur. It was this little guy (who we lovingly nicknamed Turbotard) just running back and forth along the side of the cage. So we stopped and giggled and watched him for a few minutes. Then we went on our merry way in search of the kitty toys. On the way back up front for dog bones we checked in on him again, and he was still at it! There were about five other little guys in the cage with him, most of them were sleeping. One though walked right into his path, and Turbotard just ran right over him and kept at it! He was wicked cute, and I wanted to bring him home. But Jeff said no. 
I let my mom know that he’d be an awesome birthday present though, so there might still be hope. (But it’s basically pretend hope.)
Then a little while later we went to Barnes & Noble. As soon as we walked in the door a lady said to me “We’ve got a 3 year old crocodile visiting us today, but he’s only here for about another five minutes!” (Visiting from the Utica Zoo’s ZooMobile.) And I was like “Whoa!” and went straight to him. I asked the lady what his name was (Wally), and if he was mean (she said no), and then I “petted” him. Only, you don’t really pet a crocodile? That word only sounds right when you’re talking about soft, cuddly things. So I touched a crocodile. And it felt like it had rubber treads on it’s back, basically. Wally looked at me with his little beady eyes, I looked at his tons of little razor sharp teeth – and it still wasn’t nearly as scary as petting Chewy can sometimes be. I liked Wally. And I think that might’ve been my second time meeting him! About a year ago at my old job the ZooMobile came to see the kids at daycare, and they were in the gym right next door to our office. So we caught the show. It was awesome! But I can’t remember if I touched the crocodile, or even if there was one there… which makes me think there wasn’t. Jeff was not interested in the crocodile. Weird, right?
We also went to a crazy big liquor store place. And it was insanely busy, and made me slightly nervous. There were no animals there that I wanted to take home either, so it wasn’t nearly as exciting as the pet store or the book store.
The good news is we are both officially done Christmas shopping. We are also broke. And today I bruised my hand stirring up cookie doughs. I made four different kinds plus the dough for two more (which I decided to let chill overnight – I was sick to death of standing in the kitchen). By the time I finished and cleaned up my feet were aching like crazy. I’m not used to being on my feet all day anymore! So I rewarded myself for all the cookie making with a lay-down on the couch, and watched Deck the Halls. It wasn’t bad, but it’s definitely not my favorite.
PS I got new sneakers and they rock. They have actual treads on the bottoms! I never even noticed how much I was slipping and sliding around until I wasn’t doing it anymore!
I didn’t end up making cookies last night. I got Jeff to help me unwrap all the kisses and peanut butter cups I was going to need, then called my sister to see what that nephew of mine might want for Christmas. (PS He wants a super violent Playstation 2 game. As long as his mom doesn’t care, neither do I. Or if I can’t find that game I’m supposed to look for a personal cd player thing. Can we just call that a walkman? “Personal CD Player” is too long.) By the time I got off the phone (we had lots to gossip about, my other sister’s little girl is quite a trouble maker lately – and she’s in the same class as this nephew of mine. Plus my brother in law works at the school. Anyway…) I was super tired and decided to just go to bed early and make my cookies tonight. It works.
Lately the weird dreams have tapered off. I’m still remembering details once in a while but the dreams aren’t as surprising? If that makes sense. Instead I’ve started waking up at anywhere from 3:30-5:30 (usually 3:30) needing to pee super bad! So bad it hurts and you can’t ignore it? Yeah. That blows. And then when I get back to bed I don’t really go back to sleep-sleep. I just kind of doze. And that double blows.
Today Jeff and I are going shopping! I’m stoked. I have my little list all made out, and I really don’t have that much to get. So once I’m done and Jeff’s off shopping I’m going to see if I can find some new sneakers I like. I’m going to use the moneys my boss gave me in my Christmas card that I wasn’t expecting! Whoop! I hope whatever new sneakers I find keep my toesies warm and dry. That’s the idea, after all! (The leather on my shoes now is cracked, and when they get wet – they get soaked! And it takes forever for them to dry out.) My sister told me last night that Footlocker is having a big sale – she just had to buy some basketball shoes for Patrick and they were apparently more than half off – so if there’s a Footlocker where we’re headed tonight (and I have no idea if there is), I’ll look there first. And? If I get that good of a deal? Maybe Jeff will get a bonus new pair of sneakers too, he keeps telling me how he needs new ones too. But his look brand new to me still. Boys.
I think there was a reason I was craving that meatball parmesan sub… it was amazing! I got it with mushrooms, by the way, which made it even better. Jeff had a calzone and thought it was pretty amazing too, so I think we’ll be going back sometime. It probably won’t become our new Applebee’s or anything though. 
So tomorrow I am going to work a half day, which is totally exciting! Then Jeff and I are going to go finish Christmas shopping. Is it weird that I pretty much just have to buy things for him (and my nephew and my dog, lol!) and I’m going to go shopping with him? I’m pretty sure we’re going to actually split up though, since he has to shop for me too. He got started last night though, which was cool. When I woke up this morning there were new wrapped presents under the tree (okay… on the floor beside the table that the mini-tree is on) with my name on them! It was like Santa came.
Tonight I think I have to make some cookies. Yuck. I made one batch Tuesday night (chocolate chocolate/peanut butter swirl chip! Mmmm…. ), and tonight I’ll probably make the plain chocolate chip ones or else the peanut butter blossom ones. With the kisses in em? Mine come with a kiss or a peanut butter cup. You never know what you’re going to get! (Okay, you do once you look at the cookie, but… shuttup!) And then tomorrow night I’ll make the dough to do my sugar cookies on Saturday. Whoop. That’s the part I’m dreading, the actual rolling the dough out, cutting em out, baking them, then having to frost them. Sigh. I did buy some pretty red and green sprinkles though (the colored sugar crystals kind), so at least I wont have to mix tons of colors. I can just use white frosting. Woo! I’m a good cookie maker, my cookies almost always turn out awesome. But it’s not exactly a fun thing to do. The eating of the cookies is (obviously) the best part. I get a little jealous of Jeff (who isn’t allowed to help make cookies; he doesn’t do it right – he’s too messy!) because all he has to do is wait for them to be done and then dig in. He’s got the life I was supposed to get, I think.
*PS What would you get for a 12 year old boy? My nephew left me hanging on what cd he wants this year, and I need ideas!
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