Every planet has its own weird customs. About a year before we met, I spent six weeks on a moon where the principal form of recreation was juggling geese. My hand to God. Baby geese. Goslings. They were juggled.

Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


Natter 69: Practically names itself.  

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.


JenP - Dec 24, 2011 5:05:55 pm PST #12991 of 30001

MOMMMM!!!! ita is being grosss.....er than normal.

Ha!

I think I may actually make egg nog right this second. I'll be up for another couple of hours, why not?


smonster - Dec 24, 2011 5:55:25 pm PST #12992 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

I made up some hot buttered bourbon. We're reading stories and people are nodding off one by one. Sis fell asleep lying on the rug, Papa is nodding off on the love seat. Cats everywhere, of course.


Steph L. - Dec 24, 2011 6:24:51 pm PST #12993 of 30001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Woo, I am family-ed out. Lunch and presents with my dad (who gave us an astonishing sum of money, which he has been doing for the past few years, in addition to small things like chocolate and wine and treats for the pets...and a stereo [the current stereo is very old and the CD carousel doesn't work, and one with an iPod dock sounded pretty sweet]), and then to my mom and stepdad's for presents (an amusingly domestic haul [all of which was requested]: silpat baking mats, a cake carrier, a GF cookbook, bedsheets [I almost typed "new bedsheets," but the "new" really should be implied, shouldn't it?], and a gift card to Home Depot) and dinner with stepdad's extended family, who I really do love, but who are loud and chaotic.

I did win $2 on a scratch-off lottery ticket in my stocking, and Tim won $1, so big money for us, hey hey!

I'm amused at how fucking excited I am about the silpat baking mats. I want to bake things right now! Gluten-free things from the new cookbook!

I don't know when I became Donna Reed.

Tim is locked in the bedroom wrapping things and forbade me to come in.

I have a headache that makes me want to stab myself in the face.


§ ita § - Dec 24, 2011 6:26:57 pm PST #12994 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I haven't actually drunk yet. But I've had virgin sorrel, ackee and saltfish, patty, and mince pies, home made. Maybe another...with Ting.


msbelle - Dec 24, 2011 6:28:11 pm PST #12995 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

I think if you rub your face on the silpat mats it will make your headache go away.

pages tim to get the camera.


Steph L. - Dec 24, 2011 6:39:03 pm PST #12996 of 30001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

I'm *almost* willing to rub my face on the silpat mats just because I love them so much.

Drugs have been applied to the headache; hopefully they will smite it mightily.


JenP - Dec 24, 2011 6:47:18 pm PST #12997 of 30001

I'm not a doctor, but it is my considered opinion that stabbing yourself in the face will make your overall head hurt more.

I was too spent to make egg nog (which actually doesn't look hard at all), but I am eating peppermint bark made for me by my nephew. Yum. I will make egg nog tomorrow, I've decided.


Steph L. - Dec 24, 2011 6:50:21 pm PST #12998 of 30001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

I'm not a doctor, but it is my considered opinion that stabbing yourself in the face will make your overall head hurt more.

But the stabbing would be to STAB THE PAIN.


JenP - Dec 24, 2011 6:51:44 pm PST #12999 of 30001

I remain skeptical.


beth b - Dec 24, 2011 6:52:35 pm PST #13000 of 30001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

Christmas eve

coffee at the local coffee shop

brunch at a friends that included many mimosas and at ;east 6 kids under 3 -- they like Matt's guitar,

napping and reading

then over to a friends house for mulled wine and snacks.

and I enjoyed the 12 days very much