DON’T FORGET TO SPARKLE!
I am on holiday as of noon today…I may or may not be around for a couple of weeks. We’ll see. Maybe I will pop in and share some love every once in a while…I know you’ll miss me…and I certainly don’t want you to feel sad or lonely.
Happy holidays everyone! I hope whatever you celebrate is wonderful and memorable.
Check out the pitiful baby. Doesn’t that face just make you wanna cry?
Nothing is broken. However, Ruby sustained some neurological damage that should only be temporary, however it could take a couple of months to heal. That’s why her tail hangs limp and she’s walking like she took some Vicodin and chased it with Vodka for breakfast. She finally took her medicine from El Jefe this morning…she turned her nose up at the cheese offering from me… Which tells me she’s very pissed off at me. Like I was the one who put her on the side of the road and then drove the car that clipped her.
Anyway, it looks like she’s gonna be all right. If she starts to show signs of decline, they’ll introduce some steroids into her system to help speed up the healing. There is a very slim chance she may not improve or will get worse…but right now, it does not appear I can start calling her Wheels. (I may or may not have been practicing getting her used to her possible new nickname)
In Holiday news, I look like the ghost of snowflakes threw up on me today. I can not even look at myself today, this holiday swag is so ugly. It’s horrifying.
Tomorrow’s outfit is gonna be amazing. Let me just tell you…AMAZING. (amazingly horrid…)
Also….if you see my brother, please tell him the lights on this tree need to be taken down immediately. Otherwise, I’m gonna stick a drunken Santa with a box of White Zin under the tree…to finish off the look…
Happy Ugly Christmas Sweater Week!
There. I’ve said it. Now, make it so.
See? Even Matt Damon is playing along.
Today I’m wearing a vest. It’s not the ugliest of sweaters in the world..but it’s still a Christmas VEST…and so the only way to look cool while wearing it is to wear it ironically. So I am. And therefore, this Ugly Vest is cool…like me.
Hope you guys had a great weekend. I did. I worked a lot, got to see my sweet friend Marcus who was in town from Paris (Yes, France). I didn’t get to attend his gathering when he first arrived, so I was thrilled when I was able to leave work early enough to see him last night before he headed back. He’s so sassy and awesome. I lurve him.
Now…you guys celebrate Ugly Sweater week with me. I wanna hear about or see your ugly sweaters. Hmmmm. What will I wear tomorrow?
I say Happy Holidays.
Why? You ask (probably with a judgey, angry, smirk. Be careful…you’ll wrinkle)
Because to me, the holidays are Thanksgiving, Hanukkah, Christmas, Kwanza, and New Year’s. Yep. Those are all the holidays. And I wish them to be happy. Ergo: Happy Holidays/
If you wish me a Merry Christmas, I’m going to smile and say Thanks! Same to you!
I’m not offended because you celebrate Christmas. I love joyful messages, however they are sent. Why people get bent out of shape over a message of peace, joy, and happiness…no matter how it is delivered, is beyond me.
Would you rather me wish you a Happy Chriskwanzakkah? Cuz I totally can.
I love the holidays. Who cares how the message of happiness is delivered. Just receive it with a smile and accept it with the warmth of the intended message. Don’t get caught up in the words used to deliver it…The only difference in Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays is the attitude in which they are received.
So Happy Holidays.
Let’s face it. Even when I’m naughty, I don’t get coal in my stocking… Santa loves me–especially when I’m naughty.
Last night, my friend Eric told me he just discovered that Melissa means Honey Bee. Yup. It does. And that’s awesome. And it also explains why I have a honey bee tattooed to one of my daisies… I take permanent ink seriously. I didn’t want to do something cheesy like a heart or a yen yang or whatever because I didn’t want to tattoo a fad to my body. I wanted my ink to be personal and meaningful which is why it took me til I was 40 to decide what I wanted.
There you go. there’s my honey bee. 🙂
It’s been almost 4 years since I did this tattoo…and I still love it. I can’t wait to add to it…I have a plan. And I’m thinking during Month of Mel 2013…I will implement said plan…
I know that those creepy little Elf on a Shelf dudes are evil. However, I have decided to get one…and he’s going to be so awesomely happy, he will not be decking my halls with the blood of the innocent. Or my blood, for that matter.
We really want to avoid scenes like this at all cost…
If I go missing…y’all look for me inside local wells, basements, dark corners where dark deeds can happen… I’m afraid I’ll be rubbing the lotion on the skin for Buffalo Belf.
Elf on Shelf is almost equal to Clowns for me…but I will overcome this creep-factor. One day at a time…
First off…the prodigal boyfriend has returned! yippee! He spent the holidays with his family in GA and then went to his nephew’s wedding, so he was gone for two whole weeks! Thank goodness I had decorating to do, and orientation at my 2nd job and friends to keep me busy. 🙂 Oh who am I kidding, I’m always busy.
Speaking of decorating:
However, I did enjoy this past weekend of alone time. It was wonderful–as I don’t get much of that in my life. I did a LOT of yard work. Burned 8 piles of leaves and raked and mulched for about 10 hours over the weekend. I cleaned the house, did laundry, watched Love Actually again. (I am aware I have a problem.) I thought about wearing my sparkly santa hat to do yard work in, but decided since it was 76 degrees that I would burn up if I did so.
Here I am in my sparkly goodness. I do love the holidays…even though I’m not quite ready for holiday music yet. I’ll start playing it the week before Christmas probably. It’s just too soon…and too warm. How can you listen to Winter Wonderland when you’re wearing shorts and flip flops? (and you’re not at the beach…?)
It’s only Tuesday, and I’m already wishing for Friday. Or at least, Thursday night. (You know, Friday Eve) I’m ready for my 2 week holiday vacation to kick in…for me it starts on the 20th…just in time for the end of the world on the 21st. Guess we need to start working on our apocalypse lists again….
Have a happening day! Don’t forget to sparkle…it makes the people around you very happy.
I’m still full of food and love from the holiday. We watched movies and just hung out. I came down with the crud, so I made the boys endure smooshy, kissy movies on Thursday and Friday. I tried to redeem myself by watching Expendables 2, but really, I shouldn’t have wasted my time. BRAVE was fantastic, though. And Rader made fun of me for getting a little teary…but I blame the headcold and medication.
I can’t believe we’re just a few weeks away from Christmas. Wow. It just doesn’t seem right!
I’ll be decorating this week. I can’t wait to resurrect the Pimp Tree and the Flamingo Tree again!
THIS pretty much sums up how I’ve always felt about Black Friday. I mean, we just celebrated a day of thanks and now we’re off to battle to the death for the best bargain?
Ugh.
You will find me at home, decorating for Christmas and watching movies with the boys. There will be wine, and pie and lots of smiles.
And please, if you’re gonna get out and shop this weekend, shop locally. Don’t give the damn conglomerates another reason to open earlier and earlier and deny their employees a holiday just so they can make a buck.
Barf.
What’s going on, yo?
Not a lot here. Been enjoying time with my boys, enjoying time with my friends, baking pies…
I got the best compliment in the world Sunday. Da Godfodda told me that my pecan pie was the 2nd best he’s ever tasted…NEXT TO HIS GRANDMOTHER’S. That’s right. I’ll take that #2 slot any time.
Which may explain why I’m always asked to bring pie to Thanksgiving Dinner.
This is going to be a low-key Thanksgiving, and I’m actually grateful. I don’t have to be up at the crack of dawn, taking my turkey out of the brine and spending all day in the kitchen. Although, truth be told, I will miss the hustle and bustle of the orphan Thanksgiving we used to host. But it will be nice not to be completely exhausted by 3:00.
Now, if I can just keep my mouth closed when my daddy starts trying to talk politics and religion. He loves to push my buttons. Maybe this year, I’ll hide my buttons better. (or start partaking in the Cardboardeaux earlier)
Um. This.
I will tell you that this weekend, we will be putting the Pimp Tree and the Flamingo Tree up…and I might be plotting to add another one to our Holiday Forest… Hmmmm, what themed tree should we go for? Pterydactyls and T-Rexes? Science Tree? Lost in Space Tree? Fairy Tale Tree? Sparkle Tree? Oh the possibilities are endless….
Bitchin' Fiction: Musings by author Melissa McKenzie / Melissa Francis 