Monthly Archives: December 2009

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Checking in

And so that was Christmas. How was yours? Mine was AWESOME! Home for the first xmas since 2006. It was a thing of wonder. I admit to being a bit worried about Wil. He’s not much for holidays. In my family, we are VERY MUCH for holidays. Especially Christmas. I think I’ve been warning him and preparing him for years for his first Christmas Eve get-together, aka: Stocking Madness. He did great! I think he really enjoyed it. Beer probably helped. And the fact that, for us, it was a smaller group. No orphans or close family friends, only people in the family.

I got some great Christmas presents, but for me the best present was just being there. No, really, I’m serious. Shut up. The biggest surprise present was a Wii from my mom and Bob. We were not expecting that! I also got the Biggest Loser game for the Wii. Now I am going to take advantage of the Boxing Week sales to pick up a Wii fit with board.

Additionally I got a Sony E-reader, all 6 Harry Potter movies in a box set of blu-ray and my “And then Buffy staked Edward. The End” t-shirt.

But Christmas is not about how much loot you got, it’s about how much sugary goodness you stuffed in your belly. It was a very Merry Christmas indeed. My pants are tight.

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Merry Christmas, baby

Shhhhh…. It’s 1:30 in the Christmas morning. I’m waiting up for Santa. There are some things I want for 2010 and I need to discuss it with him. Like my perm res visa for one. It would also be nice if he could come down the chimeny with a big sack of jobs. I know a lot of people, including myself, who would like one.

2009 has been tough for a lot of people I love, so I’d like to ask him to deliver more joy and good luck and peace in the new year for everyone.

And I would a two bedroom apt with den, w/d and dw please.

Here’s to hoping you get everything you want for Christmas.


[Posted with iBlogger from my iPhone]

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William

Leftovers

Well that was a lovely Thanksgiving Holiday, don’t you think?

We left Thursday morning, at 8, because I was paranoid about the border. In fact, I did not sleep a wink that night. I tried and tried, but at 5 am, I gave up and took a shower. From then on, I paid close attention to the border cams. My goal was to avoid any holiday traffic. We had one car in front of us, that’s it. I don’t know if it got worse later. I do know it probably sucked on Black Friday. I read somewhere that Canadian shoppers start hitting the border about 3 am to make it to the stores down in Seattle that open at 5 am. I bet the border is a mess.

Came home Sunday night. It’s bitter-sweet for me. I am a person who really does not like to spend too much time away from home. I can’t think of a time I was not happy to arrive home from a trip. I like to be surrounded by my stuff. My tv, my couch, my kittens, my bed. But I like the way I feel when I am down there.

I like being close to my family, especially right now. And I love that every day I had something I wanted to do or somewhere I wanted to go. There were people there who wanted to spend time with me. I am surrounded by familiar things that I’ve known for the past 21 years. Things work the way I expect. Like Dr Pepper at am/pm and hulu.com. (I think Wil would like to live in the States simply for hulu.com.)

I feel more alive and vibrant down there. More, for lack of a better word, liked. I guess 19 years in one city will do that for you.

Nonetheless, the kittens were ecstatic to see us. (Pru has been following me every where I go, since we got home.) My bed is the most comfortable bed in the world and it’s good to be home.

American Things, besides our Thanksgiving, that Wil got to see:

  1. Downtown Seattle at night, decorated for Christmas.
  2. West Seattle
  3. Bellevue Square Mall, especially Macy’s.
  4. PF Chang’s for lunch.
  5. Ruby’s Diner for lunch.
  6. Beer for sale at the grocery store.
  7. “The Road” at a matinée price of $8.
  8. My family and friends, although technically Louise is Scottish.
  9. Restoration Hardware
  10. My uncle singing Christmas carols in the fake snow at Pacific Place with his Barbershop Quartet.

He did not go to Target with me.

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