Holidays and other random thoughts

I can’t describe how excited I am to go home to the clan. My little brother arrived at my parents place three days ago and I have been jealous ever since. I have talked to him and the parental units at least twice a day since Saturday. Last night Lu and I were taunting the lady but it just wasn’t the same as actually being there to egg each other on and see the look on her face as we teased her.

It is going to be a big Christmas in my world. Everyone is coming home. I am sure regular readers have come to understand my love of a good party and that I do not generally fear the wrath of a hangover, but I am a little nervous about the size and scope of the holiday cheer that awaits me when I walk through the doors of the homestead. I learned to love parties (attending, throwing, crashing … you name it) from my parents and spending time with my party mentors is always a great time. Mix together a dash my friends, a pinch of their friends, a spoonful extended family, a dollop my one year old nephew and a heaping serving of alcohol and you have my recipe for a fantastic family holiday.

I just came to the realization that I haven’t turned on the TV in 3 days. Usually when I have the house to myself it is always on just for some noise, but for the past few days I have been too obsessed with both David Sedaris and various blog reading to even think of turning on the tube. For those that don’t know me, three days without even turning on the weather network is something akin to a miracle, or more realistically one of the signs of the apocalypse. I am now determined not to turn it on before I leave town – which is tomorrow so it shouldn’t be hard.

Other things I contemplated writing about and may in the future but just couldn’t fit in today:

• How beautiful the sunrise is as I walk to work in the morning. It almost makes going to and from work in the dark worthwhile - almost.
• OQB is disgusting, hilarious, a great shoulder to lean on and kick in my ass all at the
  same time and I wouldn’t have it any other way. And he totally needs to get his own blog and call it Ass … the final frontier.
• People who send Christmas cards make me feel somewhat unorganized and inadequate. I sometimes wonder if I should continue to be friends with people who are that organized.
• As much as I love having the house to myself – not even the dog is here – I can’t wait until Roomie and GB are back.
• My life was never this interesting when I lived in the Centre of the Universe, why is that?

Love and Egg Nog for all – if that’s your thing

The Single Girl