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Archive for December, 2011

Mr. Magoo’s Christmas Carol. Momma and I have watched this every year for as long as I can remember (and probably as long as she can remember, too!).

Bob Rivers’ Twisted Christmas. I can sing along to every song on that album by now.

John Dever and the Muppets: A Christmas Together. Ditto.

The Night Before Christmas. My mother recites this every year at Christmas Eve. When she thought I wouldn’t be able to come to PA for Christmas, she made me a recordable storybook of it. I got teary.

MST3K’s Santa Claus. Particularly this song:

Merry Christmas to all…and to all a good night!

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Joyeux Noel! Feliz Navidad! Mele Kalikimaka!

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It has been a wonderful week here in beautiful northeast Pennsylvania. I arrived on Tuesday after a flawless flight (and my bag was the first one off the carousel– a Christmas miracle!). The rest of the week was a flurry of shopping, baking, cleaning, visitng family and helping my Momma. Here are some highlights:

– I got to meet my Aunt’s new puppy, Jag. He’s a beagle/pug/chihuahua mix, is absolutely adorable and slightly more hyper than Robin Williams after an espresso bender. I love him!

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– On Thursday we visited my Grammy, then came home and decorated the Christmas tree. We always play Christmas music when we decorate the Christmas tree; and just as my mother was setting the Angel in place the song played “…put an Angel on top of the tree…” We laughed! And then we watched Mr. Magoo’s Christmas Carol.

– And then I got sick during the night (food borne). Mercifully, it was all over by the end of Friday morning (thank you God)…and Momma, Auntie and I went out for much-deserved pedicures.

– Did my holiday baking with freshly-laid eggs from my mother’s hens (I made Oatmeal-chocolate-chip cookies, candied walnuts, and crock-pot candy).

– My favorite part of the entire year is Christmas Eve with my mother’s family. This was the first year we didn’t go to church together, so Momma had me read the story from the book of Luke before we began our gift exchange. We always have so much fun– and I think it’s even more fun now that all of us kids are grown up (only the “baby” is still in school). One of the traditions is trying to get a picture of all the “kids” together– which is easier said than done. It’s like trying to take a group picture where everyone in the group is Calvin from Calvin and Hobbes. By the time we went home, our faces hurt from laughing.

– We had a nice, relaxing Christmas day. It was just me, Momma, and my stepfather. We exchanged gifts, visted with my step-father’s family members, and got to relax all afternoon long (which was nice, after the hustle-and-bustle of the last few days). We had a delicious dinner and a very nice evening with Step-dad’s family. I may not need to eat again for several days.

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The only thing missing? My husband. It is our first Christmas as a married couple, and we aren’t together. I couldn’t stop thinking about my husband, home alone with no-one to put presents under the tree or make him cinnamon rolls and tea on Christmas morning. For all intents and purposes, the lady of the house is the REAL Santa Claus– and Santa wasn’t there for my husband today. That was sad. Sure, he has his buddies, and they’re hanging out and drinking beer and watching football and doing Guy Stuff. But, when it comes down to it: Would you rather have a couple of single guys with you on Christmas Day, or your woman?

… yeah, that’s what I thought.

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That said, our…financial situation…being what it is, I felt like I learned a lot more about (cue the violins!) the true meaning of Christmas. Sure, I couldn’t afford to buy presents; so I made do with homemade (or home-baked) gifts. I didn’t even really expect to recieve anything, but was all the more grateful when I did. What was really important to me was the people– seeing and spending time with my family members and the people I love. And that’s better than all the iPads in the world.

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Holiday Hustle

Christmastime, people!

I leave tomorrow for Pennsylvania. Without my husband.

Today has been a flurry of preparations–  I’ve done load after load of laundry, gotten gifts together, packed, made  sure the freezer is stocked with crock-pot meals for Hubs, started on Christmas cards…and cleaned the apartment. Even though the place is always a wreck by the time I get home, I’m convinced it won’t be as bad if I leave it whistle-clean.

I also baked cookies and candy for the stockings, which I’ll fill tonight before I leave. Newlyweds: aren’t we cute?

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This past weekend was fun! On Saturday I drove into the city and went to Caroling at the Caroline Sessions. Caroline Sessions are always fun, and this one had the added bonus of holiday cheer. I heard some great music, enjoyed some great beer, and got to catch up with a good old friend. Afterward I headed to a party by Dance Source Houston with their founder, who is now living in New York. On Sunday I drove into town again, this time to see a Christmas ballet that I performed in in a former life. It was at a different venue with an entirely different cast, but it was still very fun to see it again (from the audience, too!)

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Anyway, I’ve got the last load of laundry in the dryer and am on my way to done. Let me tell you, internet: I’m ready for dinner, a glass of wine, and an hour of mindless television. This has been a busy day!

Please say prayers for my husband and keep him in your thoughts. We are going to miss each other in a big way, and I hate the thought of him being alone over the holidays (thank goodness for bachelor buddies. And cats). And if you don’t mind, say some prayers for my safe travel. 🙂

Catch you later!

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While going through a drawer full of of papers from several years ago, I found a file folder with the following written on the front of it:

“Rant it, chant it, slant it. The grass is always greener on the other side of the film budget.”

No idea what the context of this was, but okay then, Me of the Past. Whatever you say.

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This is a pretty good representation of how most Americans behave:
 

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Good news: I get to Pennsylvania for Christmas! Bad news: Holiday air travel and etc. Good news is, I get to go to Pennsylvania for Christmas!

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The other bad news is that my husband won’t be with me. With his work situation being what it is, he doesn’t feel comfortable going halfway across the country; even for a few days. Even if it’s Christmas. I can’t say I blame him, honestly– airplane trips are expensive even if you fly coach and don’t drink; plus there are always at least three hundred little incidentals to pay for… double that, if it’s the holidays). He wouldn’t be able to enjoy the trip very much, because he’d be worrying about money and work the entire time.

And even though he loves my family and vice-versa… what husband doesn’t want Christmas off from visiting their in-laws? I kid, I kid.

Hub has tentative plans to hang out with two of his (bachelor) friends who live close by. They’ll probably go fishing, drink beer, and then have a manly Christmas cookout complete with smokers and grills and whatnot. I will miss him terribly, but at least I know he’ll be having a merry Bro-mas of his own.

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Anyway, we booked my flight today, and I called my mom to tell her the news. She is of course going to miss seeing her son-in-law, but she is thrilled that her only daughter will be home for Christmas.

Me too, Mom. Me too.

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BOOYAH.

Dear High-School guys,
Whenever you make fun of the boy who takes ballet, remember this: That boy spends his afternoons surrounded by flexible, hard-bodied girls who like to wear skimpy clothing.

Not only that, he gets to put his hands all over said girls (in the context of pas de deux) without having his ass kicked by their fathers.

He does all this while YOU are wearing tight pants and tackling another man from behind.

I’m sorry… who did you say was gay, again?

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