chop to it!

One more chopping day 'til Christmas!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!

A Christmas Miracle

Michelle replaced the toilet paper roll!!!!!!!!!!!! Hallelujah!!!!!!

too hot

I hate it when you get all bundled up to go out Christmas shopping... happily throwing on layer after layer because god forbid you should be cold while flexing your shopping muscles! A shirt and a sweater and another light sweater over that and then a big puffy coat and a scarf and a fuzzy hat and those really long woolly socks. Warm. Oh yes, warm! But, by the time you're halfway through the mall you're sooooo hot and you cant take off your coat because your hands are full of shopping bags and you start to sweat and then you get in yet ANOTHER check out line and then you REALLY start to sweat and you want to take your coat off soooo bad but now you cant because you have even more bags! AND THEN you get on a bus with a bunch of other people jammed together with all THEIR shopping bags and their giant winter coats and its soooooooo god damn hot in there and then it gets so steamy in the bus that the driver cant see our the windows because they're all fogged up and....

i hate that!

salvation

We have a salvation army bin on each floor of our building at work where they are collecting canned goods. I passed one on the 3rd floor yesterday that had Pop Rocks. AWESOME! Just add a can of soda and HAPPY DAMN HOLIDAYS!!

Das Boot

I saw the weirdest TV show this morning. Its called "Knitty Gritty" and its on the HGTV channel. I just happened to be awake this morning at 6:30 am with nothing to do so i turned on the ol' boob tube and plopped down on the couch with a nice big cup of steamy hot coffee. I was watching HGTV last night before i went to bed so that's the station that came up. KNITTY GRITTY! A knitting show! Are you kidding!? heheheheheheeh....People tune in to watch knitting?? The guest for the day was showing how to knit Christmas presents. One of her ideas is to knit this GIANT BOOT and fill it with candy canes. I'll just tell you now...if you were thinking of either buying me a giant boot or even better...knitting it yourself? And stuffing it with candy canes? Save your pennies. The only person who i can think of who MIGHT like a giant knitted boot is... a cat. So if there's a cat on your list this year tune into Knitty Gritty tomorrow morning. There's sure to be an exciting new project they'll like.

Football injury

Oh my aching back! I'm injured! I got a football injury! I have pretzel syndrome. From football! Well, not technically an injury from PLAYING football as one might think from the headline on this guy. But the injury DID occur during football on Sunday. I was sitting on my couch watching football coverage for approximately 12 hours straight. I like to sit with my feet up on the couch next to me in sort of a v shape. I lean the elbow of my left arm on the throw pillows on the far left side of the couch. And kick my legs out next to me. Ahhh.. so comfy! But i have to tell ya, sitting in that position for 12 hours? With only a few bathroom breaks and a short timeout for a sandwich? Makes for a human pretzel when you finally emerge from the couch. I may be on the injured reserve list for next Sunday. I'll try the ol' tiger balm and a few stretches to get ready... but the boys might have to go it alone.

details

They made us take a personality test last week at work. Not sure why. Maybe to see if any of us are going to lose our cookies and go postal? The results came back that I'm characterized as the "absent minded professor." According to the test I'm in my head a lot and am a bit of a dreamer. I see big picture but details? Eh, who needs details. I took these results with a grain of salt. Who could really know me from answering a few stupid questions on a piece of paper?

Yah, well... apparently that stupid piece of paper knows me pretty well. This morning as i was walking out the door heading off to work i heard Michelle call to me from the hallway.
"Hey! Aren't you uncomfortable?"
"Huh?" i replied. No, I'm fine, why?"
"Your V-neck sweater's on backwards. I think the V is supposed to be in the front."

Perhaps the absent minded professor title isn't so far off...

kitty casanova

Every morning when my cat Roscoe wakes up.. uh.. shall we say.. he's a bit amorous? His purrrrr is so loud it shakes the windows and he crawls onto my chest and does that thing.. you know.. with his paws. Where they try to put a million tiny puncture wounds in your skin? Seemingly to deflate you? or get you ready to marinade? But that's not the worst part. He's a kissing cat. Oh yah, you read me right. A kisser! He lays on my chest and snuggles up right below my chin and tries to give me a smooch. He's occasionally slipped me the tongue when i wasn't looking. AAAAAAAAAAAACK! NO MORE KITTY CASANOVA!