days are flying by

two days till christmas and a week or so till 2010. crazy.

warriorette and i had our housewarming party the other night. none of my friend’s showed up, which was a bit of a bummer, but we all had a great time. there was definitely mulled wine, a butt load of dainties, card games, karaoke, and a little midnight rendition of ‘sandwiches’. totally a blast, best way to warm a house!

i have been missing my core-four lately. Jonas, Renee, Corey, and Brit. it’s this time of year. when i lived in st. andrews it was easy to see the whole crew anytime or anywhere. but now, the only person who’s not forty-five minutes away, is Renee. but i’m optimistic that once the holidays slow down, and once the roads are little nicer, we’ll all be able to get together. it is a goal!

speaking of the roads, how crazy was the snowstorm christmas eve and christmas day?! yeah, woke up on the 24th, to a foot of snow, and closed highways. everyone cancelled on my mom’s christmas gathering (there’s that forty-five minute drive again…) and she told me she’d feel better if warriorette and i didn’t brave the roads. then christmas day…even more snow! it was outrageous!

but fortunately for me, warriorette’s family took me under their wing! we had a lovely christmas eve of socializing, and appetizers. then breakfast the next day, and dinner, and lots of presents, and all that fun stuff! warriorette, bless her heart of a warrior, was sick from the 23rd to the 26th. talk about brutal time to be sick. mostly stomach issues, and getting up in the middle of the night issues. but, she braved through it like a lord of war!…and i made miso soup for us

so now, we’re preparing for new years. which we’ve decided is going to be chill. well, as chill as can be anyways. i would like to go out, but here’s how that would go: i would get up at 8am to go to work. get home from work around 9pm. shower, shave, make and eat dinner, get on the road to drive out to selkirk by 10:30, get to selkirk by 11:15, if not later, hang out for an hour, watch the ball drop, head home, sleep. aka: push myself way too far with no sleep, and a cold.

so we’ve decided to take it easy. we’re guna make some appetizers, drink some wine, watch the ball drop, sleep, have benedict for breakfast, enjoy the day off, and relax. i want to relax. i need to relax.

wow this has been a ramble. here’s a poem about pickles.

hunting with her eyes

the cursor on the screen

tail twitching, hindlegs bracing

ears are perked, heart is racing.

catch the digital mouse

then let it get away

watch it dart from side to side

it’s always time for play.

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