Wednesday, December 20, 2006

See? They Don't Need Gifts!

No need for gifts for Zora...we bring home a box, she thinks it's christmas! And she is NOT that big...notice they're 7oz corona bottles!

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Oh Christmas Tree...

This...is our tree. She is an unusual tree. She lived out her youth at Linens and Things, and when Mr. VT and I moved to Maine, we no longer had a sun porch to sequester the tree onto. So she came home with us, and we like her: she's small and unobtrusive, she doesn't shed fire-sparking needles on the floor, and she's just odd-looking enough that the fact that we have a table-top tree can be overlooked. Really, take the time to admire her oh-so-symmetrical branches, heck if you click on the picture I bet she'll get REALLY big so you can see her in all of her topiary splender. And yes, Patrick has a tree top up his bum. He's my favorite part.

PS... for you wondering knittyheads, yes, this is the extent of our decorations, except for two plug in candles in the window (but we have four windows actually so we're a bit unlit).

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Ooohhh Ohhhh I just remmebered!!

I MISSED SOMETHING on my holiday Meme!!!!!!!!! My most FAVORITE thing to do was to play "I Spy" with my brothers on the christmas tree!!! You know...I spy something...blue. Which morphed into I spy a star. This game was sooo fun cause dad always got THE HUGEST trees (seriously dad, you have some visual-perception issues when it comes to christmas trees). This was okay, cause we have enough ornaments to cover the ENTIRE tree, and there were always some left over that were just-not-good-enough.
So the star we were looking for was NEVER an actual star, it would be, like, a star that was the tone-on-tone pattern on an elephant holding a wreath or something. I know. It's totally silly, but I LOVED it. And yes, when me and Mr. VT go to the 'rents, I will spend much time searching for that-one-ornament-that-I-know-they-have-and-I-JUST-CAN'T-Find-IT!!!!!!
Ohhh, my aching head with the good memories!

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Almost...almost...just a little more!

One day of practicum and one day of school then I'm done with grad school for the semester!!!! And believe it or not, I am "done" with my paper! I need to give it a final read tomorow but it's pretty much a closed case! So 'xcuese me, I'm gonna go finish my beer...

Saturday, December 09, 2006

A Holiday Meme...Cause it made me smile

1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate? Ummm... either, as long as liquor is involved

2. Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them under the tree? Santa is a fat man that's paid minimum wage to not molest children at the mall. And all our gifts are wrapped, why on earth would you not wrap them? Then people would know what they got!!

3. Colored lights on tree/house or white? I don't do lights outside, but it is kinda funny to see the train wreck of people who go overboard with the colored blinky lights outside. Cause you know that it's the same people who spend a trillion dollars to make sure their truck upholestry matched their gun stock. Personally, I save the colored lights for inside, on the tree. That way no one sees my lack of color coordination.

4. Do you hang mistletoe? Mistletoe?? Thars no kissin in dis house!!

5. When do you put your decorations up? Right after I start drinking cause I passed in my last paper for school.

6. What is your favorite holiday dish (excluding dessert)? X-mas eve Maine style...lobster, oysters, and mussles in all their drippy, buttery goodness!

7. Favorite Holiday memory as a child: Ohhh...probabally when my Uncle "accidentally" videotaped Santa delivering the presents and everything. Watching that tape was a combination of holiday amazement and sheer terror (you know, like you've caught him now and he's NEVER COMING BACK).

8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa? Ummm...my parents were crazies and I was a bit daft. I was probabally 11.

9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve? Mr. VT and I open all our presents x-mas eve, then trek to whoever's house in the am.

10. How do you decorate your Christmas Tree? Is there more than one way? You take the ornaments out of the box and hang them on the branches. It's not too hard.

11. Snow! Love it or Dread it? LOVE. What's the point of it being cold if it doesn't snow?

12. Can you ice skate? Yep, fairly well. Actually it's one of the very few sports that I enjoy going as fast as I can.

13. Do you remember your favorite gift? The dollhouse my dad made for me, complete with crafty furnature thanks to mom. Almost nothing in that house was store bought, and it was huge, like four feet high. The cat loved it cause she could squeeze through the doors and up the stairs. I used to find total tornado mayham inside cause she would open the door and knock over all my meticulously arranged rooms.

14. What's the most important thing about the Holidays for you? NO SCHOOL

15. What is your favorite Holiday Dessert? Mom's rum balls and 6 layer cookies

16. What is your favorite holiday tradition? When we were younger, for years we would go out for chinese food x-mas eve. Something about moo-goo-gai-pan on the same night that everyone else was doing stockings by the chimney and cookies and church was just plain wonderful!

17. What tops your tree? Patrick from spongebob. We drilled a hole in his bum and there he sits. Get it? he's a starfish!

18. Which do you prefer giving or receiving? I love shopping and wrapping, and try to not think about recieving cause I'm not a good wait-er.

19. What is your favorite Christmas Song? I'm sorry, but I have to say that 12 pains of christmas that's always on the radio. It's embarassing, I know.

20. Candy Canes? Not so into them, they're sticky and the wrapper is hard to get off and so sugary that by the end of them you get a film of processed sugar on your teeth. And there is no way to eat the hook part without poking yourself in the cheek with aformentioned sticky end.

Friday, December 08, 2006

One Little Micey

We...caught a mouse! Yes, a mouse! I am only surprised by this because we have the world's smartest mice in our house. They evade the cats, the sticky traps, the snappy traps, and the dog. I think I even caught one doing calculus in the pantry the other day. But they are hungry, and eat all sorts of thinks, and find their way into everything. They have a nest behind our bed, and trust me, at 2:30 in the morning when you are woken up by scritch-scratch in the wall, it's all you can do to keep yourself from punching a hole in the wall and tossing a drowsy feline in to take care of things.

The bottom line hit last week...we found poops in the silverwear drawer. While I find it ucky and gross, Mr. VT is thoroughly repulsed by the little mice feetsies and the staphino-rabo-bactoreesum-cauckus germs that the disease-ridden buggars carry. So I loaded up with the snappy traps, the sticky traps, and the nice have-a-heart traps and boobie trapped the whole kitchen.

And last night, as I was waiting for my tea to be ready, I noticed that the have-a-heart trap had moved, and low and behold, a cute little micey!!! He seemed pretty happy in there, having eaten the cracker and peanut butter (Okay, he looked shaken and was covered in his own urine, but that kinda ruins the story).

So I put on my shoes and coat and trekked all the way across the back 40 to the woods and let him go next to a log. And I went inside and shook myself off (cause it was sleeting) and went about my night, happy that we hd one less micey to eat out stuff and wake us up at 2:30. ***Let it be said that I do not know the distance a mouse will travel and should have looked into that before setting up the traps so as to avoid the inevitable "Crap. Now what do we do with this thing?". I hope many, many yards is far enough.***

When I woke up this morning, I had two thoughts: "Sweet!! It snowed! Finally it looks like winter!!" and "Shit. That trek across the yard was wasted cause the damn mouse is probabally dead of hypothermia from all the snow and not having a little den and all. Should have just given him to the cats. I don't really feel like I have-a-heart after all." Little bastard.