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[Dec. 14th, 2004|08:38 pm]
Whole lotta labia.
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Matt is off with the Bratling. Normally I'd be in my Tuesday night dance class but another day with dizzy spells and I figured jumping around wasn't the best way to spend the evening. It's odd having this evening to myself, but I'm enjoying it.

I've so far spent it tidying, doing some online Christmas shopping, avoiding ROTK EE spoilers (since I won't be able to buy it until after Christmas, thank you guys for using cuts, you rock!) and listening to David Sedaris read from "The Santaland Diaries." He is so my gay boyfriend.


When you call it a Costa Rica Wrap-Up it makes it sound like some kind of Tex-Mex lunch entree. That aside, I got back in one piece. We left extremely early and after the breakfast fiasco on the return flight from Ecuador (raisins? RAISINS? In EGGS?!) I chose the "cold" option and got fruit, yogurt, and granola. Perfect.

The customs officer in Miami was the same guy who checked us through in November, he remembered us and was an absolute prince for us. The rest of the trip was completely mundane, serving only to remind me why I'm so glad I'm not going on any more trips that involve me landing at 6:15 but not getting home until five after nine.

The absolute highlight of the trip was my Miami->Baltimore seat-mate. He just finished installing the high speed network in the USAMRIID facilities at Ft. Detrick in Frederick (about 45min. from my house) and we talked about what kind of weird measures have to be taken to put a computer in a BioSafety Level 4 lab. That's the kind of lab they use to deal with Ebola, if you were curious. It was probably the most fascinating converstation I've had in months that didn't involve naked men.



Since then I've been decidedly unhealthy. Due mostly to the fact that I can't actually taste anything and the sinus congestion makes me slightly dizzy and nauseated. Never fly with sinus congestion. Just never do it.

Saturday I spent the entire day decorating for Christmas with my mother and little brother. The day had some emotional moments in it (and what family gathering *doesn't*?) but all in all it was grand. Bonus for the day? BDS is apparently one of my brother's favorite movies. Yay! Though I am sure he is not in it for Teh Gay as some of us are.

For those keeping track of my family's particular brand of holiday irreverence:

  • The Wee Drunken Snowman ended up in the toe of my shoe. Not as good a hiding place as the beak of the totem pole eagle, but still funny.

  • My brother won our annual game of Nativity Set Lotto but only by half a point. (He got half a point because he correctly guessed "bust of the madonna" but only *after* being reminded that there actually *was* a bust of the madonna) And I then set up the nativity set with all of the animals adoring the Christ child while the family and shepherds stood outside. This amused me beyond all reason.

  • Forcing my mother to listen to Neil Diamond sing "White Christmas?" Check. Convincing my brother to sing along? Check. Snarfing Diet Coke when Greg does his "Is anyone here from Ohio?" riff? Check.

  • Ruining our appetite for dinner by eating a metric fuckload of garlic cheese dip? Oh hell yeah.



Sunday was a lovely afternoon of sewing and bitching and loving on wilfulcait and cussata (who let me use her sewing machine.. omg I have missed sewing so much!) and then off to my class. The dancing was wonderful and they talked about the Spring recital a bit. I had agreed to do it but my instructor just sent out the costume ideas and it comes to around $130. That's a little much for an unemployed me. So I think I'm going to beg out of it. I'll still volunteer to help and work security and anything else they want, but not for me the tie-dyed choli and harem pants... though, admit it, I'd have been cute. :)



I snuck a peek under my mother's COMPLETELY ineffectual "barrier" and got a look at my presents. Don't look at me like that. If she'd wanted to keep them a secret she should have put them in the basement in the scary bathroom. Leaving them under a sheet on the guest bed is like putting a beacon on them. C'mon people, I'm only human.

It's a great haul, plenty of fun stuff and a couple of things I really need. Yay! Mom is so great with pressies.


On the other hand, I heard the most terrifying phrase in the entire world... a couple of weeks ago my father (Indian name: Giver of Socks) asked for gift ideas.. yesterday I sent him a couple of cd names but told him that what I really wanted was to get my sewing machine repaired and said if he wanted to pay for some of that I'd love him forever. At which point he said:

"I've already taken care of your gifts."

Tremble, people. Tremble in fear. With any luck at all I'll get the second book in the Left Behind series and I can use it to support the first one in keeping the basement door open.

To his credit he then offered to pay for the sewing machine repair and call it a "mental health" present rather than a Christmas present since he's not sure how I'd live without a sewing machine. N'awwww.. good Daddy.

I'm loving watching people's wish lists get filled and their little hatted icons and all the love that's going around. I love Christmas.. it's my favorite holiday.. and spending it with you guys is an extra special joy. I'm going to go write the last of the cards and finish listening to the adventures of Crumpet.
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[User Picture]From: maitheas
2004-12-15 03:51 am (UTC)
You know what makes me giggle?

Thinking back to lunch and you spontaneously imitating your Mom trying to get your brother to stop pushing her along. "Noooo, Gregie! Noooooo!"

I laugh every time.

*cuddles you*
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[User Picture]From: magickalmolly
2004-12-15 01:48 pm (UTC)
*snuggles you*

I sent you a package, lovely... did you get it?
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From: starfishchick
2004-12-15 04:37 pm (UTC)
When you call it a Costa Rica Wrap-Up it makes it sound like some kind of Tex-Mex lunch entree.

Heh. *orders* *with extra cheese, sour cream and guacamole*

I then set up the nativity set with all of the animals adoring the Christ child while the family and shepherds stood outside.

I'm not the only one who does this? ROCK ON.
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