The definition of a fool

A fool is someone who is off work starting Friday at noon and comes back on Tuesday only to look at the calender around 10 a.m. and see that they were to be off on that day as well.

Who forgets to take a day off?!?!

Fortunately I had today to take off and all is well.

Feeling VERY bah-humbuggy this year

Things have changed so much since my grandpa passed away in the fall of 2005.  He was the family glue.  Without him there is no gathering for Easter, Thanksgiving and Christmas is losing it's appeal.

Forever I have dreamed and anticipated Christmas Eve with my mom's side of the family (Day is reserved for my dad).  I have forever been solid in my traditions - where we go, what we eat, etc.  It's what makes Christmas.

Today I visited the cemetery, brushed off the dusting of freshly fallen snow and shed a few tears because I miss my grandma and grandpa so much.  I miss who he was and what he represented.  Is it weird I took a picture?

This year I will "host" Christmas eve and there will be a total of four of us.  Yes, it's about love and getting together with family and friends but something is missing.

I didn't decorate at all.  But I was busy making a scarf for a friend.  Turns out I was so terribly, terribly sick the night we were to exchange that I wasn't able to give it to her.

There's major clutter on my coffee table.  Nothing that a box and a closet can't handle.

I have major cleaning to do.  My vacuum cleaner doesn't work.

I have to buy the food I will be serving in 24 hours.

I'll go see a movie first... after I watch an archived episode of Bones.

Christmas will be good.  I just have to get there.

Phewy.

Holly

I recently came across something on etsy.

My heart instantly soared and I felt a little flutter... I may have actually gasped.  HOLLY HOBBIE!

When I was little, perhaps a wee six or seven years old, I went to some gathering with my mom's work.  There was a drawing to win various prizes.

My name was called... What did I win?  I won a Holly Hobbie doll!  Being insanely shy there was no way I was going to go up there to claim it.  My mom's friend went up to get it and when she handed me that doll I remember the feeling that it was all I ever needed in life.

I loved her rosy cheeks.  I loved her calico dress and bonnet.  I loved that her hair was brown like mine and that it was braided... not like mine.  I would look at her and hug her and trace her eyebrows, smile and each freckle with my little finger.  She was beautiful in my eyes.  I loved my Holly Hobbie doll.

Last month of the year

This year went way to fast for me.

I think it's supposed to still be July or so (strange since there's snow on the ground).

I'm feeling especially lazy in the Christmas decorating department.  I have nothing up.  I just like to sleep too much these days.  I have to make my Christmas cards.

The pressure of being me.

I'm doing a lot of important things like watching the entire series of Dark Shadows in preparation of the Tim Burton movie coming out in May 2012 starring my Johnny Depp.

I'm also knitting a scarf as a gift for a name I drew.  It's a beautiful scarf.  If only I could take a picture of it to show you but I seem to have lost the battery charger to my camera.

If I took the time to clean some clutter away... perhaps I'd find it.

I did something stupid.  I organized a cookie exchange at work and it hasn't brought out the best in me.  People are SO strange about cookies and exchanging them.

I'm busy having a crush as well.  Although I'm told he flirts with me, I'm blind to these gestures.  I've decided he's maybe a little shy, not ready for anything "romantic" or not interested in girls.  It has to be the latter since I'm a friggin' catch.