The snowblowers are squealing full force outside this house, the Nublet is down for a nap and I honestly have no idea how he's sleeping through this racket. Normally, a mouse fart could wake that kid up. Having said that, the karmic forces of the universe would dictate that he will now wake up promptly so I better hustle to finish this. Did you know that "hustle" is one of my favorite words? I like words that combine "s" and "t" where the "t" is silent. I'm just giving you conversation topics we can discuss in case we ever meet which isn't likely but store that nugget of information away anyway okay because I'm horribly awkward in new social situations, or maybe just in general.
Did you have a good Christmas? Mine was exactly how it should have been, minus the drive down to Connie and Lane's with my Grandma's squealing hearing aides causing the Nub to wail and gnash his teeth in protest and fear. A chinese fire drill in Indianola solved that problem and I ended up in the back seat as consolation. He stroked my hair and sucked his thumb and eventually calmed back down, right in time to get there. It was fun.
We did eat. We did sleep much. I read both "The Hunger Games" and "Catching Fire" and have now moved on to "The Historian". I also have an entire library book bag full of your other suggestions for when I finish that one. Let's just hope I remember when they're due to avoid a $35 dollar late fee like last time mmmkay? SLC county libraries apparently go all Chuck Norris on you when it comes to late fees and now you know.
I can hardly believe that the last few days of 2009 are upon us. I'm not sad to see it go, I've had better years in truth. My KKR (beware if you click that link you will be visually assaulted with some awkward photos) sent me a package in the mail a few days ago, I sent her nothing of course, I'm a taker I tell you. I take and take and give NOTHING IN RETURN. Sorry KK, you love me anyway, right? This package had all sorts of treasures, like a 2 lb bag of semi-sweet Ghiradhelli chocolate chips, and bags of Pirate's Booty, and a little owlet for the Nub to play with (yes, I still love owls), and a headband and a bracelet. Now, I'm not much of a jewelry wearer, I only ever wear simple earrings and my wedding bands, and a smile of course. BAM!
But this bracelet, this bracelet I like.
I've decided that little wishbone represents 2010 for me and I'm going to channel all the powers of The Secret to make it through the next 12 months in much better shape that the last 12 months left me.
Wishing and hoping, and thinking and praying...
HAPPY NEW YEAR in two days!