So I'm on a hiatus from school until December 1st. Awesome, you might say. No, this particular instance skirted awesome by about a half-mile, choosing to pull into the Procrastination Station and idle. The worst of this was yesterday, in which I watched Daria endlessly, took a nap at 11, woke up at 2:30, ordered a pizza, then watched more Daria and finally got off my butt to go to the store at like 7 PM. Gross.
I'm switching out scrapbooking projects, first off. In an effort to get some old photos (read: from stuff that happened probably 10+ years ago) scrapped and out of sight, I'm randomly shuffling around projects and putting away the wedding photos for awhile. I think in the long run it will help me creatively but we'll see. Also am thinking about painting for Miss Amy because she has requested an Eiffel Tower painting. I'll try my best!
There are several things I've got to get done around this place, but probably the dorkiest of all is a budget binder I've put together for our household for 2010. Not exactly to endorse saving money, mind you - mostly to enhance my OCD to unbearable levels and remind myself on a regular basis just how broke we are lol. No, kidding - hopefully it will keep us on the right track, but who am I fooling, I'll be the only one to read it :P My husband could probably care less, and the animals are illiterate.
Anyway. So I guess this is a bland update. Sorry, yall. Maybe I get depressed this time of year, a little bit. It's coming up on the time of year I really, really hate - Christmas.
Every time I slip and accidentally say that out loud around somebody they are absolutely horrified that I would OMG HATE CHRISTMAS like I'm a Nazi stormtrooper or I kick puppies or something, but I seriously can't stand it, for several varied reasons. The most prominent is the advertising, which starts around the end of October. Everywhere is DECORATIONS ELVES FAKE SNOW FAKE CHEER STUPID STUPID MUSIC. (I loathe Christmas music with a passion - can't stand it until about December 20th, when it kicks in that I need to put up a stupid tree and then, AND ONLY THEN, does it seem appropriate.) It drives me nuts that we're all supposed to be on our best behavior for six weeks out of the year but the rest of the time we can snub homeless people and not volunteer for anything and not recycle and just be all-around asshats to people. BUT IT'S OKAY BECAUSE SANTA SAVES, YOU KNOW. Ugh.
Also, and I'm not saying this because I'm a religious person or anything by any stretch of the imagination - this holiday is NOT about the big fat man or eight stupid reindeer or whatever. It's about the birth of Jesus Christ, and every year when the ads start up earlier and earlier it just makes me angrier, like we're all supposed to be conditioned into good little consumer whores and let the corporations soothe us by continually pushing consumerism and materialism on us. I don't want to preach or anything but I feel like the fundamentals of the holiday are gone. It makes me furious that we're being told that it's not going to be a GOOD holiday without presents and MONEY BEING SPENT because last time I checked that was NOT what this holiday was about. It makes me furious...so I try to avoid malls and such until January. Not always possible, natch.
The most awkward of all of my reasons for hating Christmas, though, would be that my birthday is Christmas Eve and I hate being the center of attention/being made a fuss of, getting presents one day then the next day getting more and going through the conditioned anxiety of "is my present good enough?" "omg they bought me something really extravagant" or "it feels really bizarre standing here opening presents and no one else is" (in the case of my birthday, I mean). I really wish no one would celebrate either, although the time off from work is nice.
So I guess hating Christmas makes me a bad person? Oops.
Now for some photos:
Hey, look! Protestors! Protesting labor wages!
Other than being loud and annoying they really aren't delivering any sort of message.
Here they are on another day. Come to find out they're not really union; the union drives around downtown and picks up homeless people and pays them to wear the yellow construction worker jackets and holler out catchy slogans at people. Good lord they're annoying.
Aw, cutest bedbug evar :D My precious Rudie girl!
This is the outtake for the previous photo, by the way. I think I caught her in mid-yawn.
Very unattractive.
Friday was a rainy beast of a morning, so I went to Shipley's and brought in a dozen donuts for the office. Come to find out, you know that one person in the office who's a freak and eats the gross pink donut with the sprinkles? ...um, yeah. That's me, apparently. Although at the time it felt more like taking one for the team, because no one in their right mind eats a pink donut with sprinkles.
I also chewed my fingernail down to a nubbin driving in crazy rainy traffic so I put a decorative puppy bandaid on it. I figured if anybody got mouthy I could just wag my puppy finger at them :D
Best part about this weekend - NEW SNEAKS. Aren't they so nice and pretty? :D
New sneaks have helped my workout dramatically. As in, I can run longer and my legs don't hurt so easily. My feet were having a bit of a problem getting adjusted to them at first, but I think most of that was because they were used to wearing crappy falling-apart shoes instead of these fluffy wonders. I broke them in a little bit yesterday but am thinking about going back this morning to give the treadmill another go.
This will be a short week! So I'm going to go enjoy the little morsel of weekend that's left.
