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SO MANY CHRISTMAS CARDS!!!
Dec. 23rd, 2014 12:48 amI want to thank everyone who sent me a card (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
evil_little_dog, cornerofmadness, bay115, seta_suzume, nightlove1) I love getting them and I have a fondness for snail mail in general. Amanda went above and beyond and sent me a box full of awesome stuff for me and Joey, and Ebony sent me a gift card that helped Joey feel better after he was diagnosed with strep throat (and he never mentioned his throat hurting once!).
Work SUUUUCKS. I waited on a lady tonight who kept asking me every 2 minutes, "And everything in the store is half off right?" I felt like I was talking to Joey when he was 2 and repeating everything twenty times. And then after all that, I find out I'm only scheduled 1 day nxt week, for a piddly 4 hour shift. I have *GOT* to get another damn job. And of course I don't hear anything but unhelpful crap out of Walt over it all. ugggh.
Shopping and wrapping is all done except for my mom's present (it's on hold at Hallmark) and I want to get Joey a box of crayons for his stocking since Ellie dog ate almost all of them. I've been letting him use my 72 count kit from when I was a kid, but they're all old and brittle and stink like the smoke I was raised in. I wish I could get him his own crayon case like that but I don't think crayola makes that anymore.
it's from the 80's so probably not. Maybe I coudl throw all those awful crayons away and just get new ones to go in it, clean the case up a bit and make it like new. We'll see how industrious I feel tomorrow.
Yule was okay. I made way too many cookies and ornaments, but they're all at good homes now. My nephews were a pain in the ass. I'm almost certain the oldest one has some kind of developmental problem and not knowing how to properly handle him irritates and frustrates me. Felt like I was constantly angry with him. Had a good time at my dad's, short as it was. You practically become cigarette smoke when you walk in, the air is so thick with it. I swear when he opened the door to let us in, smoke billowed out of the storm door.
Opened my happiness jar!!!! I'll do a separate post on it in a sec. I will say this, when Is tarted that jar over from cleaning it out last year, I'd gone down from a 28 to a 26 in pants, now gong into 2015's jar, I'm going into a 24! Even though I probably won't hit my goal weight of 300 or less by new years, I am physically smaller and still dropping weight, despite not exercising like I was because of the bum foot.
I wrote a fic for every stocking at the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fmagiftexchange, and I've got 5 of 12 fics done for the 12_daysofficmas. I seriously can't wait to read all the stockings and posts getting ready to just explode in the next few days. *SQUEEEEE!!*
evil_little_dog, cornerofmadness, bay115, seta_suzume, nightlove1) I love getting them and I have a fondness for snail mail in general. Amanda went above and beyond and sent me a box full of awesome stuff for me and Joey, and Ebony sent me a gift card that helped Joey feel better after he was diagnosed with strep throat (and he never mentioned his throat hurting once!).Work SUUUUCKS. I waited on a lady tonight who kept asking me every 2 minutes, "And everything in the store is half off right?" I felt like I was talking to Joey when he was 2 and repeating everything twenty times. And then after all that, I find out I'm only scheduled 1 day nxt week, for a piddly 4 hour shift. I have *GOT* to get another damn job. And of course I don't hear anything but unhelpful crap out of Walt over it all. ugggh.
Shopping and wrapping is all done except for my mom's present (it's on hold at Hallmark) and I want to get Joey a box of crayons for his stocking since Ellie dog ate almost all of them. I've been letting him use my 72 count kit from when I was a kid, but they're all old and brittle and stink like the smoke I was raised in. I wish I could get him his own crayon case like that but I don't think crayola makes that anymore.
it's from the 80's so probably not. Maybe I coudl throw all those awful crayons away and just get new ones to go in it, clean the case up a bit and make it like new. We'll see how industrious I feel tomorrow.
Yule was okay. I made way too many cookies and ornaments, but they're all at good homes now. My nephews were a pain in the ass. I'm almost certain the oldest one has some kind of developmental problem and not knowing how to properly handle him irritates and frustrates me. Felt like I was constantly angry with him. Had a good time at my dad's, short as it was. You practically become cigarette smoke when you walk in, the air is so thick with it. I swear when he opened the door to let us in, smoke billowed out of the storm door.
Opened my happiness jar!!!! I'll do a separate post on it in a sec. I will say this, when Is tarted that jar over from cleaning it out last year, I'd gone down from a 28 to a 26 in pants, now gong into 2015's jar, I'm going into a 24! Even though I probably won't hit my goal weight of 300 or less by new years, I am physically smaller and still dropping weight, despite not exercising like I was because of the bum foot.
I wrote a fic for every stocking at the
fmagiftexchange, and I've got 5 of 12 fics done for the 12_daysofficmas. I seriously can't wait to read all the stockings and posts getting ready to just explode in the next few days. *SQUEEEEE!!*