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I gloat, I gloat!
December 27th, 2004 11:02 amThat, by the way, is a litterary reference in the subject line, just in case you thought I was being, y'know, vulgar, crass, and materialistic. No, I'm being vulgar, crass, materialistic, and LITTERARY!
That's what we call 'cultured' that is.
Christmas Eve I woke up to find Mom and Dad cuddling on the couch in front of the fire with a tray of coffee and eats. That's a pretty darn fuzzy thing to wake up to, really. We cleaned house and generally prepared, and I called my Aunt Amy, whose in-laws I stayed with in England, to get the tele number for said in-laws. Phoned Peggy and Goeff, the faux-grandparents in Chester, and Tim, the faux uncle, was down too, so I got to wish a Merry Christmas at Everyone! That was quite splendid, and they were very suprised that i called.
Kiyo-chan received her christmas present, on-time and intact. She's a sweet heart, and I wish I could go visit her - she needs a hug. She also needs a total reform of Japan's too-tracked education system and sexist work-culture, and some time to discover her dream...she needs to spend a month visitin' me! Yeah!
Plans are still in process for the crew party, tho unfortunatley the Captain won't be able to attend. the question now is New Year's Eve or New Year's Eve Eve. I'm still waiting to hear form some people.
On Sunday I covered my old globe in plaster wrap. This is a great accomplishment which will bamboozle the hell out of most of you, but![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
madalchemist and zair99 will understand that, third time the charm, I am FINALLY proceeding with Calenthe's globe! I've got my whole world in my hands...
Christmas morning my brother woke me up at five and I told him to get back in his damn bed. I must be growing up. Scary. He woke me up again at six and I relented because by that time both of us really needed the bathroom. Woke up the parents by jumping on my bedroom floor so they could put contacts in and turn lights on, and then trooped down to gift giving/getting glee. Yes, we are juvinile about Christmas in my family. Yes, we like it that way.
Mom, Dad, and Doozer liked their presents from Europe - food sctuffs, napkins and alchohol for the parents, tin soldier and Bayeux tapestry tea-towel for doozer. Very fun to watch ém unwrap. I like giving people things.
And last but not least, the traditional gloat list:
a wireless keyboard'n'mouse (santa...)
a giant rice cooker
a slow cooker
Julia Child's masterpeice of French culinary instruction (Jeez, they think I'm gettin' domestic or something?)
a bigger french dictionary which still doesn't have enough interesting slang/naughty bits
BLACK clothing from both sets of grandparents - they're resigned to it! It's great! (Grandma Reilly says "Y'know we had to go into a TEENEY-BOPPER shop to buy that?!"
a pictures of Paris calender from Doozer
a very nifty little sketchbook holder and longjohns in my stocking (fuzzily wuzzily!)
Books about architecture/design - lots! Greene & Greene, Charles Rennie McIntosh, and agreat one on home design from my architect uncle. Also a book of essays by a New Yorker writer who lived in Paris for five years, and the DVD L'auberge espagnole, which is a sweet movie. We watched it last night, and I think my parents liked it almost as much as I do.
Okay, trotting off to enjoy break now!
That's what we call 'cultured' that is.
Christmas Eve I woke up to find Mom and Dad cuddling on the couch in front of the fire with a tray of coffee and eats. That's a pretty darn fuzzy thing to wake up to, really. We cleaned house and generally prepared, and I called my Aunt Amy, whose in-laws I stayed with in England, to get the tele number for said in-laws. Phoned Peggy and Goeff, the faux-grandparents in Chester, and Tim, the faux uncle, was down too, so I got to wish a Merry Christmas at Everyone! That was quite splendid, and they were very suprised that i called.
Kiyo-chan received her christmas present, on-time and intact. She's a sweet heart, and I wish I could go visit her - she needs a hug. She also needs a total reform of Japan's too-tracked education system and sexist work-culture, and some time to discover her dream...she needs to spend a month visitin' me! Yeah!
Plans are still in process for the crew party, tho unfortunatley the Captain won't be able to attend. the question now is New Year's Eve or New Year's Eve Eve. I'm still waiting to hear form some people.
On Sunday I covered my old globe in plaster wrap. This is a great accomplishment which will bamboozle the hell out of most of you, but
madalchemist and zair99 will understand that, third time the charm, I am FINALLY proceeding with Calenthe's globe! I've got my whole world in my hands...Christmas morning my brother woke me up at five and I told him to get back in his damn bed. I must be growing up. Scary. He woke me up again at six and I relented because by that time both of us really needed the bathroom. Woke up the parents by jumping on my bedroom floor so they could put contacts in and turn lights on, and then trooped down to gift giving/getting glee. Yes, we are juvinile about Christmas in my family. Yes, we like it that way.
Mom, Dad, and Doozer liked their presents from Europe - food sctuffs, napkins and alchohol for the parents, tin soldier and Bayeux tapestry tea-towel for doozer. Very fun to watch ém unwrap. I like giving people things.
And last but not least, the traditional gloat list:
a wireless keyboard'n'mouse (santa...)
a giant rice cooker
a slow cooker
Julia Child's masterpeice of French culinary instruction (Jeez, they think I'm gettin' domestic or something?)
a bigger french dictionary which still doesn't have enough interesting slang/naughty bits
BLACK clothing from both sets of grandparents - they're resigned to it! It's great! (Grandma Reilly says "Y'know we had to go into a TEENEY-BOPPER shop to buy that?!"
a pictures of Paris calender from Doozer
a very nifty little sketchbook holder and longjohns in my stocking (fuzzily wuzzily!)
Books about architecture/design - lots! Greene & Greene, Charles Rennie McIntosh, and agreat one on home design from my architect uncle. Also a book of essays by a New Yorker writer who lived in Paris for five years, and the DVD L'auberge espagnole, which is a sweet movie. We watched it last night, and I think my parents liked it almost as much as I do.
Okay, trotting off to enjoy break now!
