Archive for December, 2009

Christmas at the Homestead

Monday, December 28th, 2009

Most years I have a boyfriend who doesn’t necessarily want to spend four days in my mom’s guest room, formerly known as my room. At least my old room still has a bed. My brother’s became a shrine to electronics, housing the TV, computer, and cat’s sun lamp. The sun lamp is officially the desk [...]

Santa Thinks I’m a Big Baby

Tuesday, December 22nd, 2009

Every holiday season there comes a moment when I chuck my eat sensibly/exercise daily routine and drop myself into a vat of brandied hot chocolate dotted with caramel popcorn. Yesterday marked this year’s official vat drop, directly coinciding with the realization that I couldn’t move my back or anything attached to it without feeling like [...]

Popeye I Am Not

Wednesday, December 16th, 2009

After waking up in the haze that signals either dawn or the Apocalypse for my drive to the Alameda courtroom, I promised myself a reward if I could get through the ordeal that is traffic court. I redacted the “gracefully” section of that sentence after realizing I’d left my coffee on the kitchen table. I [...]

Yes, My Plan is to Use the POWER OF MY MIND

Monday, December 14th, 2009

I’ve been functioning at a low- to mid-grade anxiety level all day. I’m due in traffic court tomorrow at 9 a.m., and I’m not the sort to take that prospect with a great deal of equanimity. High-strung might be the most accurate term for the portion of my personality that becomes dominant in these situations. [...]

Layer Eight Wants Chicken Pot Pie

Thursday, December 10th, 2009

Words have power. Who knew? I have a lot of half-baked thoughts that make it out into the world. Sometimes I wish I could keep my damn mouth shut until I’m sure of what I want to communicate, but it’s usually only after I’ve unhinged my trap and let if flap merrily in the breeze [...]

Chips Please, Hold the Sandwich

Wednesday, December 9th, 2009

I like managing my own schedule, right up until the moment I realize that managing my own schedule really means procrastinating until the last possible second and then using promises of a trip to Walgreens for Tuscan Cheese Kettle chips and triple chocolate Ben and Jerry’s to propel me toward tomorrow’s deadline. I look at [...]

I Didn’t Come Home With a Hissing Black Cat, But It Was Close

Monday, December 7th, 2009

I’m five days behind on my advent calendar. Apparently, I have no real incentive to open those little paper doors promptly if I’m not rewarded with chocolate. Dwarves dressed in glitter and squirrels hurling pine cones are appropriately festive, but they aren’t edible and are therefore low on my list of priorities. But I’m all [...]

OOTLS 3: The Big Fat Squawking Chicken Edition

Tuesday, December 1st, 2009

OOTLS 3 is here! Just in time to find you stuffing an oversize ham in the oven and hoping Great Aunt Violet doesn’t decide to perform a soliloquy from Othello next to the Christmas tree again. Yes, I’m thinking it too: the first few weeks of December might not be the time to dive into [...]