Christmas is OVER!

I hope everyone had a very merry Christmas! ¬†The past two days have been wonderfully packed with family, food, Christmas music and my gent, ¬†which kind of ruled. ¬†And it’s nice to enjoy a full day off once a year without a trip to Walmart. Now everything can slow back down and sweet reality can set on in once more. ¬†A few more days and 2011’s over. ¬†I found myself so ahead of the game this year with everything (excluding wedding planning, yeek). ¬†Did you? ‚Ķ Continue reading

Twas the Night Before the Night Before Christmas (Today)

Yesterday I met one of my many idols to whom I have nothing interesting to say. ¬†If you live in Canada, claim to love music, and don’t know who Alan Cross is, for shame. ¬†Anyway, him. ¬†Three of us got up 3 hours before the crack of dawn and headed to the Feathery Pub in St Catharines (where I think I got bedbugs from a booth seat) to listen to Alan Cross read his version of “Twas the Night Before Christmas”, which I missed almost ‚Ķ Continue reading

Still Plenty of Time

I’m tired of ugly cheesy Christmas store-bought decorations, so I’ve decided to try my hand at making my own ugly cheesy ones at home. ¬†Searching the WWW for inspiration, I have found two incredibly neat sites with posts full of great ideas: 20 in 20¬†– 20 DIY decorations in 20 days. Hmm. ¬†Do-able. Holiday Decoration¬†– A bunch of ideas, all of which I want to try. So cool. ¬†I’m ready. ¬†This makes Christmas a hell of a lot more fun for an adult with no ‚Ķ Continue reading

This Christmas, BE NICE.

I shouldn’t have to hate Christmas. Not one day after writing about how I would take the Christmas season in stride, I was reminded that my place of work gives us absolutely no hours to fairly balance workload and accommodate the making of sales that are so important to their world. ¬†(We’ve only made $3000 so far this week? ¬†Goodness, me! ¬†I am so selfish, making a teensy fraction of that!) ¬†There should be some kind of mandatory free access to mental health help that ‚Ķ Continue reading

Bring on Novembrrr… 3 Rs.

It’s almost the end of another year. ¬†The next two months will be sheer hell by the usual standards, but I’m willing to try and make the best of it. (PLZLETMEGETABETTERJOBBYNEXTCHRISTMASSEASON.) Two months seems like a long time, but it’s not. ¬†I remember the end of August like it was yesterday. ¬†Casey got spayed and then she peed and barfed all the live-long night. ¬†See? ¬†Easy recollection. ¬†Two months from now is almost here. Before New Year’s Eve, however, there are four (4) birthdays in ‚Ķ Continue reading


We don‚Äôt talk to Scoobi about Santa Claus. Not since the heart attack. Something about having sat on Santa‚Äôs lap moments before his vital organs began to expand and contract in violent spasms causing him to collapse in a sweaty heap on the cottony fake snow surrounding his chair that makes the whole Christmas season eternally unsettling to a child. Share the post “Excerpts” FacebookXShare‚Ķ Continue reading

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