I have a party to plan! My Type-A, organizational side (strangely not evidenced by the appearance of my kitchen) is going, for lack of a better term, apeshit.
I haven’t had so much of this type of fun since…well, that time I got married. You can’t imagine the lists, and you can’t imagine the spreadsheets. It makes me want to write a novelty song.
There will be plenty of time to share the details with all of you, just write January 28 on your calendar, and later, we’ll discuss the rest. Just know that this thing is going to be one rip-roarin’ good time and you’re not going to want to miss it. Save the date, man. Save. The. Date.
Oh!!! And you’ll see, off to the right, that there is a little linky-link that says something about subscribing to the mailing list. DO IT. (Please. If you want.) If you would also be so kind as to include a mailing address, you will receive mailings about the party, and a sweet merch table coupon for use while you’re there, happy, and full of booze.
In other news, I am supremely stoked today because Jordan will come back this weekend. He’s been gone a ton this month, mostly for work, and I am missing him! We have plans once he gets back to do our own “Christmas,” with a nice dinner and maybe a Christmas movie marathon, featuring classics like “Jingle All The Way” and “Santa Baby” (ABC Family) (Jokes! ) But the idea that I have a boyfriend who doesn’t openly hate “It’s a Wonderful Life” does bring a smile to my face, and leaves that portion of my holiday cheer unsquelched.
I do have a few Christmas gifts to buy, and must admit I haven’t even started my shopping yet. Or my idea-generating. So I’d like to rip off some of yours and pass them off as my own. (Cool?)
So then, what is the coolest non-traditional Christmas gift you’ve ever been happy to receive? I frame the question that way, recalling the year my sister told me she’d like the strangest thing I could find on eBay within a specific budget. I’m not sure she was thrilled when I got her two bags of rocks (which, upon much further scrubbing and mining, were supposed to reveal sapphires and rubies, as I recall…) I don’t know that I ever became privy to the outcome of that wild gravel chase, but I do remember that at some point, maybe even that same year, she repaid the thoughtfulness with a CD of “Opera’s Greatest Drinking Songs.” Joke’s on her, though, because “Drink, Drink, Drink” and the “Anvil Chorus” have made it into the regular rotation on my iPod.
Anyway, I hope you’re all enjoying this holiday season with too much togetherness, too many calories, and the higher-than-average level of hilarity that can only come from being fat and surrounded.