My god...he's gonna do the whole speech.

Buffy ,'Chosen'


Natter 64: Yes, we still need you  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Amy - Nov 26, 2009 6:36:32 am PST #21562 of 30001
Because books.

Go you with the tree, Calli! And the crystal ropes! We get a real one, so we have a few weeks to wait, still. But I like to keep it up through New Year's, so I don't mind waiting.

I can see that, msbelle. I just don't have a lot of desire to see Billy Elliot as a musical when I can see the movie.


megan walker - Nov 26, 2009 6:44:24 am PST #21563 of 30001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist

Announcement: I'm back from Joshua Tree/Palm Springs with Pix where much fun was had.
Analysis: I need to have mini-vacations and spa treatments more often.

I think this year, I'm not going to do a tree, if only because of the clean up involved. But I'll still set up the creche, and probably put up the lights along the picture rails or something.

BTW, thanks to whomever brought up SecondSpin months ago. That has turned out to be a nice little way to get rid of unwanted CDs and DVDs and pick up a little cash along the way. Wish I knew of it before the big move.


megan walker - Nov 26, 2009 6:51:14 am PST #21564 of 30001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist

Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy Birthday, Daisy Jane!


Sue - Nov 26, 2009 6:51:52 am PST #21565 of 30001
hip deep in pie

I have enough Xmas ornaments for two trees, at least. It's some kind of sickness. I actually contemplated having an Xmas party so I could put up two trees, but I realized I was thinking crazy.


megan walker - Nov 26, 2009 6:54:10 am PST #21566 of 30001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist

That's not crazy, that's double the Christmas fun!


Sophia Brooks - Nov 26, 2009 6:54:22 am PST #21567 of 30001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

Happy Thanksgiving and Daisy Jane Birthday!

I am at the theatre sewing :(.

I can't believe I'm watching the Roots do a medley of Christmas songs in the Macy's parade.

I momentarily read this as the cast of Roots and was imagining LeVar Burton and Cicely Tyson!


SuziQ - Nov 26, 2009 6:54:40 am PST #21568 of 30001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

No tree for us this year, but I'm decorating this weekend. CJ thinks I'm silly, but I don't care. As soon as his episode of Mythbusters is over, I'm popping in Pangs. Don't care if he calls me silly for that, either.


Sue - Nov 26, 2009 6:56:44 am PST #21569 of 30001
hip deep in pie

That's not crazy, that's double the Christmas fun!

Don't enable me, megan. It's a slippery slope to theme trees and Xmas sweaters.


Lee - Nov 26, 2009 6:59:16 am PST #21570 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Happy Thanksgiving, U.Sians!

Happy Birthday, Daisy!

I think I may put up my pink tree again this weekend!


Calli - Nov 26, 2009 7:04:25 am PST #21571 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

I miss the scent of real Christmas trees, but I don't miss cleaning up the fallen needles. One year my parents put up a beautiful blue spruce. The needles were tough and sharp as tacks. We were stepping on them through March. Pity, because the look and smell of the blue spruce were hard to beat. I guess the needles are their natural defense against the Christmas decorating industry. If I ever spend Christmas in my own place I'll get a balsam fir. Traveling for several days over Christmas makes putting up a real tree problematic.

I have an apple tart in the oven. I think dinner will be around one: turkey (from a microwavable package), dressing, gravy, peas, a fresh baked roll or two, and apple tart with cream. Plus early afternoon wine, for that extra touch of decadence. I could bake a sweat potato or some winter squash, but my stomach's gonna approach critical mass as it is.