Christmas with the Parents

Happy Christmas!

Okay, now that all that is over with ... I just spent the last two hours trying to clean out my e-mail (150 msgs in thirty-six hours). As I said to the stunned faces of the Fam last night (and this was spoken with complete sarcasm), "I can't help it that I'm sooo popular."

I miss Severus (My computer, technically mine and the Hubby's. But we all know that means it's really mine.). Mom's PC doesn't suck, it's just not ... mine.

Had Christmas with Mom's family yesterday. Received the most obscene looking personal massager and a blanket in the White Elephant Gift Exchange. Slightly traumatic.

Had Christmas with Mom, Dad, Hubby, Sis, and Sis's Man last night.

Most Interesting Gift: One of the Sis-In-Law's got me an I.O.U. for a tattoo. Immediately tried to figure out if I have the courage (or, failing that, local anesthetic) to actually get a tattoo.

Sis gave me a beautiful crystal with a fairy in it. V. pretty.

Mom and Dad gave me Plan Nine from Outer Space. Had to explain just how horrifically awful P9fOS is to Sis. Also got a copy of V: the miniseries and the three disc special edition of Suspiria, Sims: Making Magic, a few more DVDs, Love Actually soundtrack, more jean skirts, random odd things, and stuff. Mom has gotten to the point where she no longer asks why I want some of the things on my Christmas list.

Just discovered the Capt. Kirk and Mr. Spock mugs I gave Mom and Dad for Christmas several years ago. They're hidden in the spare bedroom. Am beginning to think my gift was not appreciated.

Cunningly asked Mom and Dad to get Hubby both expansion sets for Neverwinter Nights, which they did. It's like receiving extra presents.

Christmas with the Parents

Happy Christmas!

Okay, now that all that is over with ... I just spent the last two hours trying to clean out my e-mail (150 msgs in thirty-six hours). As I said to the stunned faces of the Fam last night (and this was spoken with complete sarcasm), "I can't help it that I'm sooo popular."

I miss Severus (My computer, technically mine and the Hubby's. But we all know that means it's really mine.). Mom's PC doesn't suck, it's just not ... mine.

Had Christmas with Mom's family yesterday. Received the most obscene looking personal massager and a blanket in the White Elephant Gift Exchange. Slightly traumatic.

Had Christmas with Mom, Dad, Hubby, Sis, and Sis's Man last night.

Most Interesting Gift: One of the Sis-In-Law's got me an I.O.U. for a tattoo. Immediately tried to figure out if I have the courage (or, failing that, local anesthetic) to actually get a tattoo.

Sis gave me a beautiful crystal with a fairy in it. V. pretty.

Mom and Dad gave me Plan Nine from Outer Space. Had to explain just how horrifically awful P9fOS is to Sis. Also got a copy of V: the miniseries and the three disc special edition of Suspiria, Sims: Making Magic, a few more DVDs, Love Actually soundtrack, more jean skirts, random odd things, and stuff. Mom has gotten to the point where she no longer asks why I want some of the things on my Christmas list.

Just discovered the Capt. Kirk and Mr. Spock mugs I gave Mom and Dad for Christmas several years ago. They're hidden in the spare bedroom. Am beginning to think my gift was not appreciated.

Cunningly asked Mom and Dad to get Hubby both expansion sets for Neverwinter Nights, which they did. It's like receiving extra presents.