I’m proud of myself – I kept it together this year! I do have an internal file of snide comments and snarky comebacks that I didn’t verbalize. I even had $20 in my wallet…rather than being so far into the debt-hole I wouldn’t see my way out for another eight months. Nope – I am only in the debt-hole up to my neck, and only because of one cash gift and one substantial loan from Mr. Burns. He knows who he is..LOL

And for that matter, Christmas isn’t actually over yet, for us anyway. The girls and I are going to have a full, all-out Christmas dinner just for ourselves either Saturday or Sunday. I’d hoped to put it off until the rest of the presents arrive in the mail (yay for more prezzies, since I didn’t think far enough ahead..and well, ya know how it is.), but we’re not quite turkey’d out yet. See, this year – there were no leftovers from either celebration that made it home with us. I won’t go on about the family do – I made it through the day and didn’t say more than one comment. I assume if there were any leftovers of any quantity, the pod requested and received them.

This is not the place for pod posts though, I use Myspace for that, and hopefully she won’t come back from her training trip to Saskatchewan. Then I won’t have to vent at all.

Yes, Christmas was good. The girls are ecstatic with their bounty of Bratz and Bratz related materials, the games, the movies and Rhia is google eyed over her new clothes. Unfortunately Care can’t google eye over hers…they don’t fit. I wish I could have stressed the “don’t buy the girls clothes for gifts” thing a little harder, but oh well. It’s done and Rhia has double clothing gifts as Care has given her the ones she didn’t fit into.

I love my new kitchen gadgets, and we’ve deep fried, grilled and milkshaked our way into a form of coma only a good horror movie could budge us out of. I’m attempting to read Lisey’s Story in hard cover from that very same Mr. Burns, who perhaps isn’t as Burnsy as he seems at first glance. AND he’s taking us electronics shopping in the next month or so – we’re going to take advantage of his discount and his brain. LOL

My mother has survived her accident and although she is in continual pain, the drugs seem to be helping now. Or something anyway. Perhaps it was the fact I won’t play into her pity parade any longer that she didn’t pull the pain card. Perhaps it was the fact I have had that very pain and she told me it was nothing – and I called her on it. Either way – she sucked it up and behaved mostly like a grown woman for one night. Yay for her!

I’d like to say something nice about the twit, but I can’t think of anything. I’d like to think he’s going to snap out of the crotch-coma he’s in once again, but…I also don’t think that’s going to happen any time soon. If he thinks he’s bringing that pod to the conference, he’s got another thing coming..although I’m sure she’ll come up with some way to fuck that up too.

And for the record, no I did not put any thought into her gift. Why? At least I didn’t give her the cursed candles…

Yet…

Can you hear that? That’s Morrighan, laughing her ass off. For once, I agree and laugh too…

And to all, a good night!