I Have Never Seen A Child So Grouchy. Ever.

All I'm saying is if we both survive this day I deserve a giant shiny gold medal. AAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH.

That's How It Goes

78 minutes of my life I will never get back. A tired arm and a sore neck. Not one Christmas card addressed. Mother-in-laws are...never mind.

This Time I'm Serious (or 2008 Is My Year)

Every year around this time something magical takes place. Without fail, we take time to watch our favorite Christmas movies. There's something about working on Christmas presents or wrapping or just sitting around with a cup of Earl Grey and watching classics like It's a Wonderful Life, Miracle on 34th Street, and National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation. One of my favorites is White Christmas. I can't get enough of the music, the look Danny Kaye gives Bing Crosby when he rubs his arm, the elaborate costumes, just the whole cheesy thing. I love it. But, my very favorite part is the showgirl who says in her nasally, grating voice "Mutual, I'm sure." Every single time it cracks me up and every single year I boldly declare "I'm totally going to start saying that!" And, then, every single year, I forget. But, this time I'm serious. This time I'm dedicated. 2008 is going to be the year where I will bring "Mutual, I'm sure" back to common usage. You've been warned. Mutual, I'm sure...

Oh, And Also

Good news for a Monday? I think my Powers Of Suggestion may have returned after a very long absence. I have so much Suggestin' to catch up on...

Apropos Of Nothing. Really.

I finally figured it out. It's not that I can't read people; I'm just incredibly slow and move my lips too much when I'm doing the reading.