Well, okay, maybe not ENTIRELY for Lauren, but she’s the only one who makes it known when I haven’t blogged in awhile, so we’ll pretend...
So much stuff is going on, it’s sort of hard to summarize, but I’ll do my best.
Mom’s in town. This, quite possibly, is the highlight of my year. Yeah, I know what you’re saying, sitting there all cool and hipster pirate-ish (hehe, hi Steve)....but seriously, my Mother is one of the world’s amazing people. I don’t think I could have Christmas without her. Even MGFM made an unusually drastic comment: “I know it’s not, like, a good thing, to whish you had a different Mom...and I love my Mom and everything...but your Mom...well, I wish my Mom was like your Mom. SEE, my Mom is amazing.
The website is STARTING to come together...if you have some random interest, the new format is here...while the old format is here... and, in the event you’re super, duper bored the original format is here.
Speaking of the website, have a job for New Years as a hostess...should be a nice little addition to any money I should receive from various relatives. I’ll try and post pics of the event...assuming, of course, that this site doesn’t ban me from posting pics again. Gerrrrr.
Moving on...so...ha...I sort of have this "crush" on a celebrity...I know, I know, totally lame and seventh grader of me...but it’s true. The man—boy? Whatever, you know what I mean—in question? Wentworth Miller, of The Human Stain and Prison Break and—way more exciting for me—Underworld (One word here—and you real fans, you'll know what I mean—FOREST!). I’ve decided to call him Mills, because—clearly—I cannot manage more than one syllable for a name...hence the fact that all my friends get shortened...(Val, Laure, Bec, Jax, Ton, Kate, Ash, Air, Deck, Can, etc...etc...) He’s so beautiful, and I would gladly have his child—which would make my mother super happy—should he so desire...he doesn’t even need to stick around...HONEST. COME ON! Take a look at the boy!
Haha...so, today was the day I was visited by the ghosts of Christmases past...okay maybe not, but I did get a call from Candice (in Vegas), who I haven’t heard from in months...Dad, who I haven’t heard from in nearly two weeks (com’on, he’s my DAD!)...and Val, who I definitely have not heard from since back in...oh, let’s be kind and say October...Anyways, random happiness from all above mentioned...which is wonderful, if a bit strange. This is, truly, my first Christmas on my own. Like, sure, I’ve lived on my own for years now, but this is the first time I haven’t gone to where my parents live for Christmas. I even have a tree...decorated it myself too...$300’s later...heh...but that’s a whole other story.
Can I tell you a secret? HAHA! Just kidding, I know you guys can’t keep secrets...but I’m really excited...want to know why? I’m flying out to DC in Feb (a week before my b-day, no less) to visit Lauren...and FINALLY meet Steve. Honestly, if nothing at all happens (which would be a first, for my visits to DC) and we sit together on the couch watching movies, I’ll be ecstatic. If anything interesting happens, well, that’ll just be icing on the cake, now, won’t it? Don’t you worry, I’m bringing an extra suitcase purely for my shoe buying frenzy. Hehe...Steve Madden here I come!
Yeah...well...I guess that’s mostly it for now...sure there’s more, but it’s late and I have rollers in my hair from an hour ago (hello, 50’s pin-up curls) so I’ve got to sign off. Love all of y’all and if I don’t post again before then, merry Christmas! (Happy Holidays—whatever!)
“Merry Christmas to all, and to all, a good night!”
Quote of the Moment: “When bad men combine, the good must associate; else they will fall one by one, an unpitied sacrifice in a contemptible struggle.”
Soundtrack of the Moment: A mixed Christmas CD I did years ago, interspaced with Wicked, the Original Broadway Recording
TV/Movie Quote: From The Human Stain, “You don’t pay a whore for sex, Coleman...you pay a whore to leave.”