Yes, it has been approximately 4 weeks since my last post. What can I say? December is the month from hell for me, always has been. There are ... 5 birthdays in my family this month, including my own. Several friends also have birthdays in December, and of course the celebration of HeyZeus takes up a lot of time, even if you aren't Christian! So, I've been busy. To the 2 (estimated) people who actually read this blog, I apologize, and will buy you a drink to reward your loyalty to my insanely scattered brain.
Anyway, this year the fiance and I spent our first "holiday season" in our brand new beautiful condo. I am completely in love with this place. The kitchen is gorgeous, everything is fresh and new, and his friends cannot gain entrance through the back door, because we're a few floors up, phew. The place is a bit of a disaster zone, still, 3 weeks after the big move. We're lazy, what can I say? Though, really, all of MY stuff is nicely put away; there's some weird shit I don't even know about sitting around, and of course about 4 boxes of electrical wires. This is what happens when you decide to spend your life with a computer nerd. Sadness. I wonder if he'd even notice if I threw all the wires away ....
So now that Xmas and all that jazz is over, I'm trying to prepare for New Year's. Here is the problem, which everyone faces every year: to stay in, and have people over, or to go out. There's benefits and drawbacks to both. When you stay in, you don't have to worry about getting home, spending money on/finding a taxi, crazy drunk drivers on the road, that kind of shit. But you have to clean, both before and after the party, and be a good hostess with lots of food and some beverages for your loved ones. When you go out, you have less pre and post party worries, except for getting home, as previously mentioned. Personally, I really enjoy having my friends over. MY friends. Not the fiance's friends, and some of them are annoying and unpredictable. But my friends are awesome, and I love having company. We bust out the karaoke - which is ALWAYS good times - and drink, and laugh, and eat shitloads of deliciously unhealthy appetizers.
I put some feelers out about having a party this year, but sadly most of my friends either haven't replied, or have already made plans. And now I don't know what to do! I really want to have people over, especially because our NYE party last year was perfection. There were 10 of us, which I thought would be lame, but we all got shit-faced and sang karaoke until 3am, almost missing the midnight countdown even, lol. Is it so wrong to want to relive such good times?
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Monday, December 3, 2007
SNOW
When I was younger, snow was awesome. Seriously, you got a free day off school, you got to play outside with your friends ... good times.
Then I turned 16, and got my license. And snow became my evil yearly nemesis. Seriously, I drive a tiny hatchback that weighs less than I do (well, practically), and my "all-season" tires don't seem to handle bad weather at ALL. It's gotten to the point where I start worrying about snow at the end of summer, and don't feel any peace of mind until the next March. It sucks.
I work 50 kilometres from my home at the top of a mountain, people. It's not a pleasant drive under the best of conditions; this winter, I'm freaking out about it.
Yesterday, while we had our little blizzard, the fiance and I had lunch plans with some friends who are visiting from out of town. So we walked. Anyone who knows me knows that I am quite the princess sometimes. I just don't walk. Especially when it's cold and snowy! But it was the only way I would consider getting to the restaurant. You couldn't pay me to get in a car if there's snow coming down, because even if the roads have just been ploughed, what will happen in an hour?! So of course being out in the cold snow helped to get me sick, and now I can't go to work today.
On to pleasanter topics (and yeah, I'm pretty sure "pleasanter" is not technically a word) ... Friday was our engagement party. Well, the first of two, at least :) I was super nervous, because the fiance's family is small and somewhat conservative, especially compared to my loud, crazy, obnoxious peeps. But it went well.
The fiance's parents stayed until after 1am, everyone danced (including the fiance, who NEVER dances), and our families seemed to get along much better than I would have expected. To say I was surprised would be an understatement, but hopefully this is just a first step, and we can continue to build on this. I'm very close to my family, and hope that will also include my future in-laws.
The last thing I'm going to mention in this meandering post is the big move. Six days until we pick up and head to the boonies. I have packed two boxes so far. I don't know how to pack up an entire home; my mom always did that, and I was just responsible for my room. How do I time the packing of the kitchen so that we can use it all week, and yet have our shit together? So difficult.
Then I turned 16, and got my license. And snow became my evil yearly nemesis. Seriously, I drive a tiny hatchback that weighs less than I do (well, practically), and my "all-season" tires don't seem to handle bad weather at ALL. It's gotten to the point where I start worrying about snow at the end of summer, and don't feel any peace of mind until the next March. It sucks.
I work 50 kilometres from my home at the top of a mountain, people. It's not a pleasant drive under the best of conditions; this winter, I'm freaking out about it.
Yesterday, while we had our little blizzard, the fiance and I had lunch plans with some friends who are visiting from out of town. So we walked. Anyone who knows me knows that I am quite the princess sometimes. I just don't walk. Especially when it's cold and snowy! But it was the only way I would consider getting to the restaurant. You couldn't pay me to get in a car if there's snow coming down, because even if the roads have just been ploughed, what will happen in an hour?! So of course being out in the cold snow helped to get me sick, and now I can't go to work today.
On to pleasanter topics (and yeah, I'm pretty sure "pleasanter" is not technically a word) ... Friday was our engagement party. Well, the first of two, at least :) I was super nervous, because the fiance's family is small and somewhat conservative, especially compared to my loud, crazy, obnoxious peeps. But it went well.
The fiance's parents stayed until after 1am, everyone danced (including the fiance, who NEVER dances), and our families seemed to get along much better than I would have expected. To say I was surprised would be an understatement, but hopefully this is just a first step, and we can continue to build on this. I'm very close to my family, and hope that will also include my future in-laws.
The last thing I'm going to mention in this meandering post is the big move. Six days until we pick up and head to the boonies. I have packed two boxes so far. I don't know how to pack up an entire home; my mom always did that, and I was just responsible for my room. How do I time the packing of the kitchen so that we can use it all week, and yet have our shit together? So difficult.
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