dun dun done!

despite all the ass-dragging i managed to complete the task at hand.
(now there's a skill and qualification i need to put on my resume.)

send in the damn elves....

oh jeebus! someone will me the motivation.
i have a carload (meaning the whole back of my wagon filled) of stuff to wrap for the little and some of the other kids in the family. despite having done not much other than make a gingerbread house tonight, i have somewhat been searching for my second wind all night long. generally i am not tired or sleepy at all, until i think about having to get that stuff out of my car, bring it upstairs and wrap it--zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
see? it's even making me lethargic just writing about it.
meanwhile, just 6 feet away from me on the other sofa, luna is fast asleep, breathing heavy, even snoring a little and twitching like she's chasing some neighbor dog or a squirrel. damn dog... i love her so, but right about now i'd like to be living that dog's life.... except for that whole not having opposable thumbs thing.

w.w.j.d.....?

at the end of the year i like to take a moment to reflect on things that have happened in my life, my achievements and short-comings alike... in such time of reflection most people would start making a list of new year's resolutions on how they would change things for their future... instead, when i sift through to highlight my issues so that i may deal with them head-on, i simply take a moment to ask "wwjd?"...

soft glow of electric sex....

the holidays just wouldn't be complete without this major award (which must be italian!), some double-dog-daring, and "meatloaf meatloaf double beetloaf".

happy holidays... send tacos

i love the holidays, but i could do without all the cookies/pastry and candy crap being sent to the office by clients, colleagues, etc. just once i would like to go into the office kitchen and see on the table a combo plate from el tarasco, a side of taquitos and a huge basket of chips & salsa as the holiday gift of eats for the office to share.

is that so wrong?

like grains of sand in an hourglass...

due to the recent cold (i.e. anything below 70F) weather we're having, i got a new space heater for my office. i love it. many thanks go out to the folks at Holmes for making such a kick ass product. it's got more than two handfulls of settings, it oscillates on demand, and it's got an emergency shut-off if it overheats. and it's that last part there that's going to be the most important feature for me, since on at least two occasions now i have left it on overnight, but each time it has not shut off and was still running when i came in to my office. now, this morning i came in to find that i had left it on over the whole weekend - it didn't auto shut off and it's stil running.

... someday my luck is gonna run out, but until then i'll be warm.

the shower is my bell... rinse, swish and spit

becoming cognizant of a patterned behavior is quite a strange feeling - kinda like seeing your reflection for the first time in the mirror and realizing you're blonde when you thought you were a redhead. i just realized that after every shower i instinctively have to brush my teeth. showers are mostly part of my morning routine, and when i'm doing my daily grooming i'm on autopilot and never noticed the pattern (well, really, when am i ever *not* on autopilot? rhetoric, i know). but tonight, i came home from work and took a long hot shower to relax. and as i was getting dressed and ready to comb my wet hair, standing at the basin i instinctively reached for the toothbrush and i started brushing -- it was not until i was halfway done with my brushing routine (yes 'routine'... i'm a control freak and if you didn't know that by now you're blind) that i realized there was no real need to brush at that moment as i had not eaten dinner yet (in fact pizza was on the way and would be at the door in a few minutes) and i still had an opened diet rockstar on the counter just waiting to be consumed. despite being mildly amused at the pavlovian nature of my behavior, i'm dreading the fact that neither of my dinner items are going to taste especially good with the lingering minty freshness i've got going on right now. (and, in proofing this post, i realized how much it reminded me of something i might have read in the past on everything sucks... ah, sweet sweet jaded memories)

O, there has been much throwing about of brains...

i am the rosencrantz to your hamlet...

j'accuse!!!

i am an adult luring children into my crash-mobile with promises of fruity goodness.

lately to help out my friend LH, i have been carpooling by picking up her daughter J afterschool when i pick up Little. it's nothing much, but it helps me feel like i am able to support LH in some way while she's dealing with all the crap she's going through. always trying to go the extra mile, today i agreed to also pick up her younger daughter, D-muffin, from preschool on the way to pick up Little and J. when D-muffin caught wind of the plan she was less than pleased, which made me a little nervous that she might put up a fight when i show up at school to pick her up, which in turn might make us late picking up the other two. so, crafty me, i struck a deal with D-muffin that i would bring snacks for just her as the reward for letting me pick her up from school (butofcourse you know there are separate snacks for Little and J stashed in my car right now too). t-minus 2 hours to go in making this carpooling plan all work out today...*fingers crossed*