I made an announcement over at Belfire yesterday, that absolutely made my Yule. First, I’ll explain what a squee is.
According to the top rated selection at Urban Dictionary, a Squee is:
A noise primarily made by an over-excited fangirl, however it has spread rapidly and is now widely spread among the web community
Of course, it’s also one of Jhonen Vasquez’s amazing characters… but I digress. For the purposes of my squeeage, it’s the fngrrl sound one makes when absolutely, totally, and completely unable to voice any other due to extreme elation. …

So, it’s my day to blog over at The Pagan and the Pen. You should go read ‘em… so far there are two up, and there is scheduled, then I’ll be adding another one soon.
A Ghost of Christmas Past
Christmas Past, Yule Present
Book Review: Yule, A Celebration of Light and Warmth by Dorothy Morrison
My Favorite Yule Treats
PS:
I am still giggling, every time I come here and see that raven with the santa hat. *snicker*
PPS:
I notice my attempts at posting reviews/interviews at Associated Content have been for naught, so far. Tonight, I …

… now we have ‘Soy Sauce.’

Care’s new African Soft-furred Rat.
Like I said, I need putting in an asylum, far away from pet stores and Care. But, if Mochi (who has come to be known as ‘Strokey’) dies, this thing can use the rest of the shavings, and eat the left over food. And I do think Mochi will be passing on over soon. Real soon.
Anyway, thought I’d share pics.

Care went into the bathroom early this morning, and bumped the sink. Now, if you’d ever seen my bathroom, you’d know the sink is very close to the door, which isn’t even as wide as a normal door (this house was built with pieces of old lean-tos and sheds, I swear to gods) and you step down slightly into the room. The room itself is about 7′x9′ or so, and that’s being generous.
Anyway, next thing I hear is a very loud, distressed “MOM!” so naturally I get up and …

You’ll have to tell me how you like the new, Yule-y look for the blog. Day after New Years, it’s coming down and going back to normal… Poor old Poe up there is absolutely disgusted with me, I’m sure. Week after next, I’ll be making some changes to my old blog (More Than One Me) in preparation for a project the girls and I are going to be embarking on come January 1st. I didn’t design the theme that’s going up there, but I like it a hella …

This gets long and rambly, so.. most of it is behind a cut.
The girls and I got into a rather large fight last week.
Care caught her dog doing something she shouldn’t have been, startled her when she went to scold her, and Sugar jumped. She either jumped wrong, or landed wrong – either way, she ended up aggravating her back or hip, again.
I got mad right quickly, and even though I knew Care was upset, I yelled at her. In the nearly three years we’ve had Sugar, she’s become far …

I never liked Blanche. In all the years I’ve watched Coronation Street, I rarely found a moment to relate to the character. After all, I have my own version of Blanche in my life, thank you, and watching a skinnier version on my fave show wasn’t something I enjoyed.
I didn’t like her, but by gods she could make me laugh.
Maggie Jones, the actress who played Blanche Hunt for 35 years, passed away yesterday, at age 75. I’m honestly going to miss her.

Condolences from Canada, where we’ll be watching Blanche …