I love the 12 days of buffistamas.

We have survived the Eve. New Zealand reported that santa is traveling our way.

Remember when I mentioned sick cat drama? I foolishly left some green paper crinkle confetti accessible. Well, at least it was festive sick.

On the first day of Christmas, my Buffistas sent to me An echidna in a pear tree.

Mere words cannot express how much I love this. And! Tomorrow I am taking Ryan to see the echidnas. (Faunapalooza!)

Happy Christmas from Christmasland, everyone! Our Christmas morning consisted of taking Ryan to the beach. The weather forecast is for late thunderstorms, so the only way we're getting snow is if a lightning strike shorts out the television.

Despite the best efforts of my siblings, I have no family scandals that can hold a candle to Wallybee's cousin. To recap: he got married at the start of the year. A few months ago, it transpired that he's been having an affair the whole time, with a woman he met while studying in Germany. And she was eight months pregnant. And this emerged after she took her pregnant self over to his parents' doorstep. Her own family thought she was already married to WB's cousin.

Only they didn't meet in Germany. She's never been out of China. And she's in Shanghai illegally, and has at least one fake ID, and may well have been working as a hooker. And the wife (who filed for divorce, unsurprisingly) then claimed that she was pregnant too. And her family is suing WB's cousin (I believe the claim was for a million yuan, so the ex-wife could get a new house).

So I can't top that, although Bec's family included an uncle who defrauded a Saudi prince of a few million. So there's that.

Happy Christmas, everyone!

That's what I meant by bust him.

I was a bit surprised you wanted to tell him parents. Teens and sex are so awkward. You live for a long time like its a huge secret and then, at some point, you just assume everyone is doing it.

I personally hate awkwardness and cOnfrontation so I would probably avoid that. It's weird to think of myself as the adult that makes people feel awkward.

So I got "the best present" proclaimed by my nephew (for his birthday.)

The gift? Accountant's calculator, the kind with the paper.

Sure the action figures were cool, and the mariokart track has been played with a lot, but he loves the one at his mom's work. It's good I bought extra paper.

Billytea, I don't even understand that scandal.

My father is trying to troubleshoot Christmas lights. I can't convince him broke is just broke sometimes. But I'm smashing my head trying to get my sister's iPod mounted on her new computer. So I guess all sorts of stuff looks fruitless.

I'm trying to work out how not to have dinner. I just want dessert. Tricky, when bring watched by people that don't care you're grown.

We went out for Greek food for dinner. I got eggplant and rice and spinach and beans. All good.

We had tacos for our Christmas Eve dinner. They were nummy. Now we are watching A Christmas Story. Somehow, and I can't explain in the least, CJ has never seen this.

heh, ita said mounted.

My god, my sister forced me into the position of explaining slash. Luckily it took so long to explain 'canonical' to my parents that they got distracted, but she totally threw me under the bus.