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We went to the bank yesterday, I took the pennies that I spent a few hours fitting into rolls, only to find that the teller was going to have to take them out for weighing. *facepalm* Uh, did I mention the part where it was 1,300 pennies? Yep, that's $13 worth, folks. I got them in quarters. Might as well be consistent, right?
I came across a book today called the Awe-Manac. Love. At. First. Sight. It starts off with an inspirational daily quote. The first I read was from Gene Roddenberry. How cool is that? There's other stuff, as well, like what famous person was born on that day. There's also suggestions to stimulate creativity. It's a joyous, cheerful slice of fun and I'm going to have to get one, since employee appreciation day starts tomorrow.
I'm trying really hard not to bring here tales of the insanity that is the holiday shopper. I spend too much time at work just dealing with the rudeness and nose on the air attitude of some of them. Which is more than they deserve.
Of course I reserve the right to vent, as needed. *beam*
The tree went up yesterday. So far I'm not feeling the wonder of it, which is stupid, because I finally found my treasured ornaments in the attic. Then there's the ornaments Mom passed on to me last year, because she no longer has the energy to put up a tree of her own. And finally the ornaments that I had bought to replace the ones previously lost in the attic. Between 2000 (which is when the ornament crate got lost among the attic boxes) I replaced those ornaments with some truly stunning pieces. I think what I'd done was actually keep the pretty ones I would buy the day after Christmas. Usually I wrap them up and give them out the next year. I haven't done that for some years now, because I never seem to get the time free from work to go to St Louis. And I haven't got the urge to do that shopping here. I guess it's just something I did with Mom and it's not any fun without her.
It was so good to have her here for Thanksgiving. I will have to see how I can free up work time to visit her after the holidays (chances are slim I'll get there for Christmas, this year.) She seems more and more frail each time I see her and it tears me to pieces, how much time I lose with her, living so far away.
So, yeah, I guess there's a reason right there that I'm not suffused with holiday spirit, just yet. The tree is pretty, though. And I enjoy the blinking lights. And the recovery of my "Santa's Answering Machine" ornament. It blinks and plays out a message from Santa. "Ho ho ho, I'm out packing my sleigh right now, so leave your Christmas wishes, be sure to wait for the jingle bells!" Hee, my favorite ornament, ever.
I came across a book today called the Awe-Manac. Love. At. First. Sight. It starts off with an inspirational daily quote. The first I read was from Gene Roddenberry. How cool is that? There's other stuff, as well, like what famous person was born on that day. There's also suggestions to stimulate creativity. It's a joyous, cheerful slice of fun and I'm going to have to get one, since employee appreciation day starts tomorrow.
I'm trying really hard not to bring here tales of the insanity that is the holiday shopper. I spend too much time at work just dealing with the rudeness and nose on the air attitude of some of them. Which is more than they deserve.
Of course I reserve the right to vent, as needed. *beam*
The tree went up yesterday. So far I'm not feeling the wonder of it, which is stupid, because I finally found my treasured ornaments in the attic. Then there's the ornaments Mom passed on to me last year, because she no longer has the energy to put up a tree of her own. And finally the ornaments that I had bought to replace the ones previously lost in the attic. Between 2000 (which is when the ornament crate got lost among the attic boxes) I replaced those ornaments with some truly stunning pieces. I think what I'd done was actually keep the pretty ones I would buy the day after Christmas. Usually I wrap them up and give them out the next year. I haven't done that for some years now, because I never seem to get the time free from work to go to St Louis. And I haven't got the urge to do that shopping here. I guess it's just something I did with Mom and it's not any fun without her.
It was so good to have her here for Thanksgiving. I will have to see how I can free up work time to visit her after the holidays (chances are slim I'll get there for Christmas, this year.) She seems more and more frail each time I see her and it tears me to pieces, how much time I lose with her, living so far away.
So, yeah, I guess there's a reason right there that I'm not suffused with holiday spirit, just yet. The tree is pretty, though. And I enjoy the blinking lights. And the recovery of my "Santa's Answering Machine" ornament. It blinks and plays out a message from Santa. "Ho ho ho, I'm out packing my sleigh right now, so leave your Christmas wishes, be sure to wait for the jingle bells!" Hee, my favorite ornament, ever.
