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10 Days Til 'Fat Jolly Elf Day'!!
18 years ago
I.N.S. ~ Inconsequential Nonsensical Scribblings
Woo!
Yeah, so I've been putting the final touches on my home for when my Mate arrives tomorrow (tomorrow! EEeeeEEEEeeee!!!) You know, organizing this, adjusting that, wrapping the last of his presents... I even scrubbed my tile floors a'la cindarella style. Singing mice and dancing bluebirds and everything.
And I get to thinking about the silly things one thinks about at moments like this. Such as 'this is my last Friday alone' and 'From now on he's going to be here and there won't be a time limit anymore' and 'I wonder if he'll notice those six ThanksGiving pounds I put on...' though that last one's a little off-topic.
Back to the point, its so surreal and I can't even begin to have a mindset about it. Part of me keeps wanting to ask him what time his return flight has him going home, even though the other part knows damned well that this is the one-way ticket we've been waiting for. It's been a crazy three and a half years for us and though I always figured I'd be with someone at least five years before I committed to marrying anyone... well... here I am. ^__^;;
But yeah, I admit I do have a bit of the 'cold feet'. I never thought I'd find anyone willing to love me enough to marry me... hell, even DATE me. I had such a rough patch in highschool that when I imagined my future 10 years down the road, I thought for certain I was gonna be that crazy old maid in the purple house with 100 cats. Buuuuut here I am staring down the barrel of 'til death do us part' with a fantastic guy I mostly feel I can't possibly deserve. I guess life just loves throwing curveballs like that at you. Well I'm sure I'll be sky-high and wriggly with happiness come this next week. But for now I'm all anxiety and nervousness like I always am the day before. I imagine I won't sleep at all tonight...
Well enough of my snoretastic personal life. FAT ELF DAY'S AROUND THE BEND!! Makes me want to break out and sing!! "Here comes fatty with a sack o' shit, Here comes fatty with a sack o' shit, Here comes fatty with a sack o' shit, 'n all those stinkin' reindeer!..." Probably one of my favorite Christmas songs. Never heard it? Shame on you.
Yes, it's that oh-so deliciously commercialized time of the year!! Time to stress out about money far more than you ever do at any other time of the year! To pretend you give at the office! To use half a roll of tape wrestling freakin' paper on to a single freakin' Christmas gift! To fight that urge to hike your leg at your own Christmas tree! Yes it's that time again, folks... and usually 10 days til Christmas is when I start leaving my Christmas lights on 24/7.
Yeah, the nearness of the holiday hit me like a jackhammer when I went to my local supermarket. It seemed like the longer I was there, the more congested it was. When I finally checked out it was swarming with the holiday masses, fighting and clawing for that last Molly Hiccup doll and Mister Awesome action figure and God only knows what else. And I SWEAR there should be a driver's ed course for shopping carts!!
You should have to have a freakin' permit to drive one of those things... cause people do the stupidest shit with their carts that block the traffic down an entire aisle while they're deciding if they want the can of yams with or without extra freakin' cinnamon or god-knows-what-else. Just park yer damn buggy in the middle of the aisle for twenty minutes while you call your nearly-deaf grandpa which flavor of oatmeal he wants, barking each of twenty varieties to him very loudly and very slowly at least three times each.
Oh yes!! It's that time of year, folks. But don't take my ranting as a sign of ill will on this holiday. Not at all. I love Christmas... I just don't like some of the holiday stupidity and hypocritical behavior that occurs along with this time of season. To be truthful, it's not the presents or the songs or the TV specials I look forward to. It's the LIGHTS.
Oh God, the lights... the beautiful lighted houses and drive-thru light shows and seeing the lighted Christmas trees in people's windows as you drive by... The lights have always been my favorite. You can get presents for your birthday... you can be kind and have good will all year round (and you should)... you can even listen to obnoxious Christmas songs or watch dvd box sets of Christmas specials whenever you want these days. But only one time of year can you see lights like this.
So that's my favorite time of this season. What's yours? Leave me a comment if you like. ^.^ I looove reading comments...
Anywho, that concludes today's random Posty McPosterson. Still working on:
Full Color 2 Char Commission (Ferret & Multi-Hybrid)
Full Color 1 Char Commission (Anthro Dragon)
Ink sketches I have to upload:
'California Leaf-Nosed Bat'
'Eastern Pipistrelle Bat'
'Gould's Wattled Bat'
'Punk Dog'
'My Little Rock Star'
'Surfer Llama'
Plus a few possible WIPs...
~~~~~~~~~
Catch ya later!!
~ Kyo
Yeah, so I've been putting the final touches on my home for when my Mate arrives tomorrow (tomorrow! EEeeeEEEEeeee!!!) You know, organizing this, adjusting that, wrapping the last of his presents... I even scrubbed my tile floors a'la cindarella style. Singing mice and dancing bluebirds and everything.
And I get to thinking about the silly things one thinks about at moments like this. Such as 'this is my last Friday alone' and 'From now on he's going to be here and there won't be a time limit anymore' and 'I wonder if he'll notice those six ThanksGiving pounds I put on...' though that last one's a little off-topic.
Back to the point, its so surreal and I can't even begin to have a mindset about it. Part of me keeps wanting to ask him what time his return flight has him going home, even though the other part knows damned well that this is the one-way ticket we've been waiting for. It's been a crazy three and a half years for us and though I always figured I'd be with someone at least five years before I committed to marrying anyone... well... here I am. ^__^;;
But yeah, I admit I do have a bit of the 'cold feet'. I never thought I'd find anyone willing to love me enough to marry me... hell, even DATE me. I had such a rough patch in highschool that when I imagined my future 10 years down the road, I thought for certain I was gonna be that crazy old maid in the purple house with 100 cats. Buuuuut here I am staring down the barrel of 'til death do us part' with a fantastic guy I mostly feel I can't possibly deserve. I guess life just loves throwing curveballs like that at you. Well I'm sure I'll be sky-high and wriggly with happiness come this next week. But for now I'm all anxiety and nervousness like I always am the day before. I imagine I won't sleep at all tonight...
Well enough of my snoretastic personal life. FAT ELF DAY'S AROUND THE BEND!! Makes me want to break out and sing!! "Here comes fatty with a sack o' shit, Here comes fatty with a sack o' shit, Here comes fatty with a sack o' shit, 'n all those stinkin' reindeer!..." Probably one of my favorite Christmas songs. Never heard it? Shame on you.
Yes, it's that oh-so deliciously commercialized time of the year!! Time to stress out about money far more than you ever do at any other time of the year! To pretend you give at the office! To use half a roll of tape wrestling freakin' paper on to a single freakin' Christmas gift! To fight that urge to hike your leg at your own Christmas tree! Yes it's that time again, folks... and usually 10 days til Christmas is when I start leaving my Christmas lights on 24/7.
Yeah, the nearness of the holiday hit me like a jackhammer when I went to my local supermarket. It seemed like the longer I was there, the more congested it was. When I finally checked out it was swarming with the holiday masses, fighting and clawing for that last Molly Hiccup doll and Mister Awesome action figure and God only knows what else. And I SWEAR there should be a driver's ed course for shopping carts!!
You should have to have a freakin' permit to drive one of those things... cause people do the stupidest shit with their carts that block the traffic down an entire aisle while they're deciding if they want the can of yams with or without extra freakin' cinnamon or god-knows-what-else. Just park yer damn buggy in the middle of the aisle for twenty minutes while you call your nearly-deaf grandpa which flavor of oatmeal he wants, barking each of twenty varieties to him very loudly and very slowly at least three times each.
Oh yes!! It's that time of year, folks. But don't take my ranting as a sign of ill will on this holiday. Not at all. I love Christmas... I just don't like some of the holiday stupidity and hypocritical behavior that occurs along with this time of season. To be truthful, it's not the presents or the songs or the TV specials I look forward to. It's the LIGHTS.
Oh God, the lights... the beautiful lighted houses and drive-thru light shows and seeing the lighted Christmas trees in people's windows as you drive by... The lights have always been my favorite. You can get presents for your birthday... you can be kind and have good will all year round (and you should)... you can even listen to obnoxious Christmas songs or watch dvd box sets of Christmas specials whenever you want these days. But only one time of year can you see lights like this.
So that's my favorite time of this season. What's yours? Leave me a comment if you like. ^.^ I looove reading comments...
Anywho, that concludes today's random Posty McPosterson. Still working on:
Full Color 2 Char Commission (Ferret & Multi-Hybrid)
Full Color 1 Char Commission (Anthro Dragon)
Ink sketches I have to upload:
'California Leaf-Nosed Bat'
'Eastern Pipistrelle Bat'
'Gould's Wattled Bat'
'Punk Dog'
'My Little Rock Star'
'Surfer Llama'
Plus a few possible WIPs...
~~~~~~~~~
Catch ya later!!
~ Kyo
This year I'm spending Christmas in Toronto with my sister... so we'll have to compensate for the insanity that is my family. But I've got to say, I LOOOOOOVE seeing the CN tower lit up all Christmas-like. <3
With my family its... well... comlicated. My family is divorced and remarried, so I have like 4 sets of family, right? Well the level of 'family togetherness' and 'heartfelt traditionalism' varies from clan to clan. Rated from most to least would be: 1) My stepmom's family, 2) my father's family, 3) my mother's family, and 6) my stepdad's family.
Why 6th instead of 4th? Because these people are so cold and xenophobic that I'd imagine going to Christmas with a family of TOTAL STRANGERS would be more comfortable an experience. Since I only spent every other Christmas with the first two (who live in the northern states) and now can't afford to travel north for the holidays to be with them, I would have to say the lights are my favorite part.
If I ever move up North I'm sure my attitude about the whole family togetherness thing being my favorite would possibly change.
wait, that was beauty and/or the beast...
anyway. I wanted to respond saturday morrow when poor FA shat on my carpet.
six pounds of thanksgiving sounds to me like a healthy, self-propelled cushion. so, there.
and, standing before the preacherman, remember to say 'Yes!' on the right point, yes?
your crazy old hag in the purple house and the 100 cats, is she the one with a down-ridden white '59 Cadillac Eldorado convertible?
Fat elf day alright! ;) here, they offer you christmas sweets by the end of october. I expect them to bomb us with easter stuff by mid-december, mixing it with xmas stuff.
"mom, why is there a nest of painted eggs underneath the christmas tree?"
"What, did I confuse seasons again?"
the way they douse us with xmas muzack since early november especially in the warehouses bears a certain dignity in it's annoying inevitability. I for certain would run amok with a rod and a bag full of bricks after a week at the warehouse. will there ever be the day when they realize "Last Christmas" by WHAM! is indeed NOT a xmas song, but a love-song? goodness! and right now TV runs just another "Exclusive xmas music compilation". the very same they offered last year, the year before, etc.
this festivity lost it's true meaning long ago. not that I'd care much; I am someone who gives on occasion, not after the calendar. I am an atheist, too, anyway. but, there.
hey, if you wave out driver's licenses for warehouse carts, you also would have to offer licenses for living. because some humans aren't suited for it. mostly furries, but that's beside the point, I fear. :) btw, the scenes to beheld at typical german sales offer days, for example when some supermarket chain offers dead cheap clothes that fall apart on your back three days after the purchase bear a certain atrocity. bloody noses are not that rare... one must wonder if they weren't better off buying some quality stuff that survives a couple years looking pristine and not like a rag after three laundries. if ever... I have a long sleeve whose front print didn't even survive the very first laundry. nice bargain, that...
ah,. my fav time of year? maybe spring, hard to tell. I never thought about it.
Its going to be awkward going to see you and him also being there. But I think I only feel that way cause I never met the fella. But I will soon! I'm very excited, and you're going to be soooo happy!
My favorite thing about the holidays? Going to fun crazy parties and drawing on the guests and the walls! -Also, dancing to Gogo Bordello with you ^ ^-
I'm glad you had fun!! I'll definitely be dragging you along to our next one. :D
Its just so wieird, drinking got all the school stress and work stress off my shoulders and into my bladder and then out of my system. It really makes me feel good inside for days to come.
Careful, Miss Stephie... don't start thinking about it like that. That's a dangerous state of mind to be in when you're hittin' the sauce. Drinking is fun and partying definitely puts you in a good mood, but both should always be in moderation and aren't the answer to a stressful week!
I know I'm being a mom-ish... I just don't want to feel like I corrupted you so thoroughly that you end up in AA meetings or something. Cuz I yoooouuuu. XD