ginger: (christmas)
Happy Christmas, y'all. Peace and happiness find you wherever you travel.

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I have blinky lights on my head again. Makes me easy to identify at the U-Village Starbucks.
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As part of my Christmas gift to my parents, I wanted to get them small gift cards to restaurants they eat at regularly - Bob Evans and Finley's American Grill. (They go out to lunch after church with people like, every Sunday.) Both places are on the list of gift cards available through a fundraiser the Rainbow girls perpetually do, so I just ordered them through that fundraiser rather than ask my brother to pick them up for me. We have neither restaurant here, and it makes no sense to order $20 worth of gift cards to be sent to me for $6 shipping just so I can turn around and mail them back.

However, when I picked up the fundraiser gift cards on Thursday, I had the Bob Evans one and ... a cash refund for the Finley's one. Apparently they stopped participating in the deal or something.

So I totally just drew a pair of glasses with a false nose and mustache on a card, folded the cash into it, and wrote "Finley's gift card - in disguise!" in it. :)
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I also have a puny poinsettia named Percy. :)

(The picture is crooked, not the tree -- I had to crawl under my desk to get far enough back to get the whole tree, and there's stuff under the desk, so I was half-sitting on a box.)
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So the last 36 hours have been interesting, heh.

Mira and the Truck Drivin' Man: 1:45pm Thursday

I was stopped at a stoplight on the way to [livejournal.com profile] lycantras's house for Thanksgiving dinner, with two pies in the hatchback and my new crockpot full of green bean casserole on the floor of the passenger side. All of a sudden I hear a loud THWACK and a loud grindy noise, and realize that I am being suddenly propelled forward car and all. After a second, it clicks that I have just been rear-ended by a semi, as given away by the GIANT MOTHER-EFFING SEMI GRILL that is all I can see in my rear view mirror, and that I am BY GOD STUCK ON ITS FRONT BUMPER, and I smack Mira's gearshift into neutral and start laying on the horn (meanwhile screaming WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU OH MY GOD YOU ASSHOLE.) After a block or so, he slows down, seeming to realize that oh hay that is not a bug on my car, and I am able to get back into gear and get free. I pulled into a parking lot, and he sllloooowwwwwly jacks around into the same parking lot.

Upon getting out of his truck, the first goddamn thing he says to me is "Your car is too small, how was I supposed to see it?" WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU OH MY GOD YOU ASSHOLE. He continued to make comments to that effect throughout the insurance-info-exchanging process, and I continued to say (very calmly) that while yes, my car IS small, she is still a licensed and registered road-worthy vehicle, and is at least five or six times the size of a motorcycle, and had he done the same thing to someone on a motorcycle he probably would have killed them, and that the size of other vehicles on the road does not negate his responsibility as a driver to BE AWARE OF THEM and not RUN THEM OVER AND SHOVE THEM DOWN THE DAMN HIGHWAY.

Paperwork and information exchanged, I went on my way (turns out the parking lot we pulled into is the very place to which he was supposed to be making his delivery) to Heather's and my low-tire-pressure light went on right about the time I got to her place. I was pretty sure the tire was toast. I took in the pies and the surviving green bean casserole, mopped up the spilled casserole with a handful of paper towels and a handful of snow, and helped get dinner on the table. :)

Thanksgiving dinner: Thursday evening

Fabulous stuff. Turkey and ham and two kinds of stuffing and about twelve kinds of mashed potatoes and two kinds of green bean casserole and rolls and all sorts of other good stuff I didn't even get to. And six kinds of pie. We ate and made merry and sort of half-ass watched Star Trek and four episodes of Firefly and hung out and had a good time.

Kieth happened to fall right into the category of people I needed: (a) access to a vehicle, (b) awake at 3am, (c) without other plans at 3am, and (d) willing to drive me to work at the aforementioned 3am. So he and his roomie drove me and Victor to our respective places (leaving Miss Mira with her handicap in Heather's driveway), then he was kind enough to return to take me to work at oh-dark-hundred.

Working big-box retail on Black Friday: Friday morning

I did not go to sleep on Thursday night. Got home that night, called my insurance company, did a bit of research into Mira-fixing options, arranged a rental until Tuesday morning, took a nice hot bath, read for a while. Went to work. Work was cake.

After work, I went shopping and did quite well - between Black Friday sales, coupons I'd been saving up, and various employee and store-card discounts, I finished my Christmas shopping and bought myself a new laundry hamper and a couple of tops for under $100. I picked up my rental car from Enterprise, where a Rainbow friend's husband tried to give me the hookup - I declined the free upgrade he offered me, on the grounds that smaller cars are better for me, so he instead noted it as having a quarter-tank of gas instead of the half-tank it had to save me a few bucks there. Nice guy. :)

Only in my world is a Chevy Aveo freakin' huge. :) Anyway, I came home and the PLAN was to wrap all my Christmas presents and stuff.

What actually happened: Friday afternoon/evening

My dad called right after I walked in the door - my sister had seen my Facebook post about the accident, in which I said "semi" and "I'm fine" and not much more detail than that, so they wanted to check in. After that, my insurance lady called to tell me that she'd talked to the semi driver, who had no issue telling her that it was his fault, he'd run into me because he just hadn't seen me, so I shouldn't have any problems having his insurance pay for my rental, my tire and my bumper repairs. Fab.

I sat down in front of my tv to watch a bit of movie and wrap. My router was being a pain, so watching movie was not worky. (It was one of those things where if I just left it alone for a while, it worked fine later.) I wrapped one present, realized that I have no gift tags left, and noted that my vision was totally blurry, because I was now going on ... 36 hours with no sleep. I put the present on the table, staggered up the ladder into my bed, and zonked out for three hours. Then I got up, zoned out a bit more on the floor, and came over to my computer to write this post. I *think* I am going to try to wrap a couple more presents, and then go back to bed, because I work at 8am tomorrow and am still currently yawning like a jaw-cracking thing.
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All hail enjoyably low-key holidays.

I woke up, opened all my Farmville presents, ate pancakes with brown sugar, talked to my mom and dad, and watched part of Love Actually, one of my favorite Christmas movies. Then Dan woke up, we opened the presents Santa left us (I got a box of fudge and a four-pack of the pre-Christian-Bale Batman movies, to go with my four-pack of Christopher Reeve Superman movies), I finished the movie, ate some leftovers, took a short nap, and watched Die Hard, my other favorite Christmas movie, while I finished knitting and felting a sleeve for my netbook, which turned out really damn well, if I do say so myself.

Then there was dinner, and I am now watching Aliens and working on my brother's blankie.
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For another 25 minutes, each comment on this post will be a dollar donated to a Christmas celebration for Seattle's homeless youth, including food and gifts of warm clothes and other necessities.

Edit: Time's up. Final count at noon was 577 comments, plus another person agreed to match the first hundred at a dollar each, so $677 raised to provide necessities for the homeless youth of Seattle. Pretty impressive, given the normal attitude of the [livejournal.com profile] seattle community.

Happy holidays to all, whatever your holiday of choice may be!
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Tonight's accomplishments: Another 5 dozen cookies, 3 dozen gingerbread muffins, and I finished Under The Dome.

Very good book, much better than any of his recent stuff. Very reminiscent of Storm of the Century too.
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Yesterday:
I spent most of the day finishing up the blankie of loveliness that I posted, while watching a marathon of the special features on the Lord of the Rings extended disc sets. (I still have about two and a half discs worth of features to get through.) In addition, we had a quite tasty dinner.

menu and commentary )

I did not, amazingly, make a dessert. However, at some point probably this weekend, there will be the beginnings of Christmas baking. Experiments with fudge and peppermint bark, probably at least a couple different kinds of cookies, we'll see what else if anything.

Today:
I went to Target, though not until after sunrise. It was remarkably painless. I came away with gifts for the podling, my sister, my sister-in-law, and a handful of stocking stuffers for those people for whom I am stuffing stockings. I think at this point the only people I haven't either planned, started, or acquired a gift for are my mom and Dan's dad, both of whom are hard to shop for. (My mom told me where she'd like a gift card to, if I go that route, but I'd prefer not to.) On top of that, all the gifts that I have thus far acquired are wrapped and the two stockings are mostly stuffed, and should be done by the end of the day. I'll have boxes going four, possibly five ways this year, so I need to work on acquiring shipping boxes and probably more tins/containers for the yummies that people are getting to make up for my skint Christmas budget.
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Hey, Ginger, you haven't said much about your birthday or Christmas.

No, I haven't!

So how were they?

Best birthday and Christmas evar.

Oh, wow! What happened?

For my birthday, Ari and I had a joint birthday dinner at The Melting Pot, and I got fuzzy Chewbacca slippers and yarn. Christmas was pretty low-key, nary a moose in sight, and I got several nice tops, the first three books in a series I'd been interested in reading, a new audio cable, and some earring/pendant sets that my mother-in-law made for me. Plus, due to crappy weather, I got to work from home for a week and a half.

Well, that all sounds nice, but ... best ever?

Oh! Now that you mention it, that little recap there *does* leave something out.

My bad. )
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I have been more ridiculously productive this year with my Giftmas preparations than ever before. It's not even Thanksgiving, and I already have purchased and wrapped 75% of my gifts!

Remaining:
Wrap the three gifts currently en route from Amazon (for my mom, my brother's family, and a local friend)
Finish a *censored*
Finish a *censored* (yes, there's two of them -- two different items for two different people.)
Put together the gift basket of random yummy for my in-laws
Acquire, pack up and ship boxes: Michigan, Illinois, Tennessee, North Carolina

Furthermore, speaking of Giftmas, it comes a week after my birthday. I have been asked to provide a birthday/giftmas wishlist, so feel free to skip the cut.

eminently skippable )
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It was a fairly hoppin' birthday, and a fairly low-key Christmas - just the way I like 'em. :)

Monday, 12/17 (my actual birthday): Dan and I had moose-aroni and cheese for dinner.
Wednesday, 12/19: We went to Olive Garden with [livejournal.com profile] pyran, [livejournal.com profile] relfen, [livejournal.com profile] bluefish, [livejournal.com profile] holegrot, and [livejournal.com profile] asciident and her fellow.
Thursday, 12/20: I had asked my guild-and-associates for a full-clear Kara run that I could run feral as a birthday thing. It was mostly successful, and mostly a good time, but I've already snarled about the down-side parts. On the plus side, Feral!Kedria did quite nicely, landing third on the damage meters behind [livejournal.com profile] pyran's mage and [livejournal.com profile] kurisuu's hunter.
Friday, 12/21: I had an eye exam, and now find myself in the Choose Your Own Adventure of eyewear options. More specific post to come regarding same in a moment. Regular 25-man raids were canceled, but we ended up running our ZA raid Friday evening instead of Saturday morning.
Saturday, 12/22: Seatoo and I had lunch at Qdoba and went to see Sweeney Todd. Very good, very gory. Afters, Ari and I went to Chili's for dinner, then to Fry's, where he bought out their DVD department and two of their door greeters informed me that they'd been trying to determine whether my new birthday-gifted-by-Ari accessory was a Wookiee or an Ewok for ten minutes after they'd seen me walk in. (Answer: It was totally a Wookiee, and he is OMG SO CUTE OMG. <3 )
Sunday was Kara. Monday was a doctor's appointment, breakfast with Ari, a whole lot of nothin', then five episodes of X-Files.
Christmas Day, I crockpotted a roast beast for dinner, we saw National Treasure at 9:30 (after an aborted attempt at a 2:00 show because the line at Lincoln Square was around the dang building), and there was some heroic Arcatraz and some mageling-leveling in the middle there. Good times.

My Christmas loot was, unsurprisingly, moose-centric, though there were only two christmas tree ornaments this year - one bobblehead moose and one moose in an outhouse (I...yeah, I dunno either) - and one giant stuffed moose who wiggles his nose, blinks his antlers and sings Jingle Bell Rock when you squeeze his hoof. (He's ridiculously cute, I just don't have the faintest idea where to put him.) There is also Christmas/birthday cash both already arrived and en-route that means I will get my big ticket item numba one :D
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And here it is; the time of year when I put my Christmas/birthday wish list behind an LJ-cut so's not to offend anyone with my Materialistic Ways. :)

So then. )
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I spent Saturday morning baking. The oatmeal cookies went over really well, and Dan has requested more of the peanut butter cookies.

Dan unexpectedly got Saturday afternoon and Sunday off.

Saturday night, we had macaroni and cheese and rolls and kielbasa and steamed greenbeans with Grant and Anjela, then played some Chrononauts and Aquarius. Anjela and I got very silly toward the end of the night.

Sunday, Dan and I slept in and opened presents.

Loot! )

Sunday evening, I went to pick up Ari at the airport, Dan led an Alterac Valley raid group to victory, and I fixed a super-yummy dinner: herb-roasted cornish game hens, stuffing, roasted red potatoes, fresh-baked bread, and salad. Augh. Wonderful. I only ate half my chicken, and cursed loud and long the next morning when I discovered that I had forgotten to put the leftover stuffing away.

Monday, Dan had to work again. (He works arse-early in the morning - 6:30am-3:30pm.) I, however, did not. So I was looking forward to sleeping in. Except that someone kept CALLING at 6:30. Finally, I got up and muttered something into the phone.

Mmphm.
Do me a favor, don't lock the house when you leave.
Mmph?
I can't find my keys. I have my extra car keys, so I got to work, but I need to come home on lunch and look for my keyring, and I don't have an extra house key. I'll be home at 11, so it won't be for very long.
Mmph. Won't be leaving before then anyway.
I thought you had to leave for work at 7?
No work. Day off.
Oh! Go back to bed!
Yeah.

Figures - I got him a new wallet for X-Moose (he's lost his twice in the last year, if lost is the right word - both times, he's gone to the drive-thru at the Burger King on NE 8th in downtown Bellevue, paid for his food, and somewhere between the BK and our house, the wallet has disappeared. Both times, we've emptied out the cars he was in and searched every pair of pants or clothes with pockets he owns, and NOTHING. He's not allowed to go to that BK anymore) so he loses his keys instead. :)

However, I found his keys before he got home - somehow, he'd dropped them in the rec room and they'd gotten buried under a pile of wrapping paper.

I spent Monday watching Jurassic Park and Twister and knitting on a second sock - I ended up starting a pair of socks on Saturday night for Ari for X-Moose and finishing them mid-Monday afternoon.

Monday night, we had a post-X-Moose lasagne and asparagus and garlic-herb-bread and DESSERT dinner with Grant and Anjela and Ari, along with a gift exchange, and determining a last name for the elven family on WoW (Ari, Anjela and I play a family of four - Ari's hunter is the oldest, mine is the second oldest, and Anjela and I have a pair of druid twins, plus she also has a priest who's a cousin). It turns out that "moosesheep" and "forestfire" both translate to the same thing in Darnassian (Ash'therod), and we decided that was just too perfect. :)

!!!!!

1 December 2005 07:17 am
ginger: (christmas)
SANTA MOOSE! Santa Moose will be at the downtown Mariners team store on Sunday!

*ahem* I've never been a baseball fan, but I was terribly amused when I discovered that the Mariners' mascot is a moose. Dan was NOT terribly amused when I discovered that you can hire the Moose to be at or in your wedding (he apparently wears a tux, too!). But the topper on my X-Mess tree is a Santa Moose. :)
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Hey, not bad. I got votes from 21 people in the 12 Babes of Christmas thingy, and I never even got around to mentioning that I was in it. :)

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