Sugar cookies second only to my grandmother's. Smile is incessant (unless, of course, it's eaten). All you can drink refills means conversations only seen in the movies until 3am, and memories of high school.
Just in case you need a smile today. Go treat yourself.
Things I learned from the man who works for the post office. He told me this while I was waiting for my car to get fixed. He also was waiting for his car to get fixed.
1. Dogs have a thing for people wearing blue. If you're wearing blue it really irritates them. That's why they dislike postmen so much.
2. You can't wear sunglasses if you're a mailman. Dogs see their reflection in the lens and they think you're a dog so they attack. Plus if you're wearing blue it's a double whammy.
3. Once, he punted a dog for attacking.
4. Instead of waiting for your car you can go to the bar across the street. You'll probably need a ride home though. Last time he was here getting an oil change he went to the bar across the street and had a few too many. Then, he needed a ride home. This time he decided not to go to the bar.
5. It sucks to deliver mail in the snow. Usually you can walk through yards as shortcuts. When it's snowing you can't. You have to go the whole way around the sidewalk. "It's up to your knees sometimes!" He said.
6. The only radio station he gets in his mail truck is rap.
7. All of his current car problems were covered under his warranty.
Happy Holidays postman. I will not be giving you my address. I will be wary about wearing sunglasses near dogs in the future.
I was selected to be a juror last week. In the jury room, we talked about pretty much anything and everything except the trial (because you are not allowed to talk about the trial).
So I say, "Has anyone heard of the awkward moustache?"
And they say, "No."
So I explain the story of the awkward moustache. How Chloe would do it in college. So they laugh.
One juror, later, did it during a game of UNO (during another break).
One juror, liked it so much, that she told her husband about it. They now awkward moustache at home. They also plan to use it as a secret code at parties.
And so, awareness for the awkward moustache spreads.
I spent the whole week in Trenton. By daylight, you can walk around the streets and be safe. Cute cafes and shops are all around. So sad that it's so unsafe at night. What an eclectic community it could be.
In honor of my brother, who is going through finals week.
Twas the night before exam week, and all through the dorms, not a student was studying, (this was usually the norm). Kegs in the kitchen, jello shots in the hall-- thanks to the liquor, it was a late night for all. Passed out all around, the kids all slept tight. When they woke up the next day, they thought, 'Man, whatta night!' "We are too hung-over to study,"
they shouted with cheer. "So forget the exams and bring on the beer!"
Jessica, who received a card from the awkward tree line (see the previous post), found these nice buggers. Seems like we can now engineer an awkward christmas tree to make the card a reality. And then we can subsequently release our greatest hits album (Awkin' Around the Christmas Tree, and a collaboration featuring Chloe's version of OHHHH Christmas Tree).
It appears the holidays have gone to my head. Too much eggnog.
And on that note, who knew Southern Comfort made eggnog??? That sounds dangerous.
Only for the naughty list. If you're on the nice list, better luck next year on getting a unique, hand crafted card.
Most of the cards were part of a series (meaning a couple people may have gotten similar designs, with a bit of personalization), others were a slightly different. Below are a few examples - but, there were a bunch of other designs too. I'm pretty proud of myself. Not bad for a chemistry major, ehh? Ehh??!
So, FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA, and Happy Holidays one and all!
I decided to home make my holiday cards this year. They're unbelievably tacky, but I'm still quite proud. Each comes with a festive holiday stamp on the back of the envelope (could be one of fifteen different holiday stamp designs).
And that's all for today. More of the series to be posted tomorrow (when people have received their holiday cards - wouldn't want to spoil the fun!).
SOO glad this process is finished though. Sheesh. It's fun and festive, but very time-consuming.
And a surprise party at a bowling alley, nonetheless. We had both the casual lanes (bowled <100) and the adult league ( >100). I happily was a casual bowler. When I was younger I would say, if my average bowling score reflects my life span, I don't have long to go. I really am that awful. Surprisingly enough, I have had a miraculous improvement without practice -- I never once got a gutter ball in both the first and second ball of one turn (no Dad - we didn't have the bumpers up. But we did contemplate it). I even got one strike and a couple of spares. Success! Happy Birthday, Liz!
House Balls & Brews (a bar with 60 beers on tap after bowling! Fantastic! Photo on the right taken by Ms. Allie)
This afternoon JLo and I visited my favorite Christmas Tree farm in New Jersey. It's a nice little place that includes a greenhouse and an old shack that is filled with exciting goodies. A man dressed as a penguin was walking around between the trees, greeting the kids. The inside of the shack was decked from head to toe with knick knacks, glitter, ornaments, and holiday delight. I love browsing all of the unique items they have in there. No two things are identical. It's heavenly.
We selected the tree. Winter air breezed through the car on the ride home; the windows were down so the tree could hang out of it. This year it only took two tries to get the alignment straight in the stand. Mr. Tree Farm dude advised we chop up aspirin and mix it in the water used for the tree. Interesting - I'd always heard sugar was the way to go?
Some sort of Christmas miracle happened and all of my strings of lights work. My tree is now happily glowing and filling my apartment with cheer and delicious scents of of pine and cider. Happy Holidays!