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A sign that either I work too much or need a hobby: vacation is BORING.
Thursday included lounging about, an emergency trip to Wal-Mart, washing my car (with a bucket and a sponge, not at the car wash), the National Dog Show and Thanksgiving Dinner at my parents' house.
First, I am ever so thankful for dressing.
Second, I am ever so thankful for turkey.
Third, I am ever so thankful that my sister managed to pick a really sweet dog, as we're now wondering when I'll be gaining ownership of said dog.
***
My grandmother failed to insult my sister over Thanksgiving Dinner. The bet between me, mom and dad therefore was nullified. Thankfully, we at least got the entertainment of Poppaw Max insulting the sister.
My aunt and mom were angling to have Christmas at my aunt's house (more room). As usual, Grandmother shot it down. The argument, which is the same one we've had since I was 10, was that there just wasn't as much room at Grandmother's. Poppaw Max quite loudly declares "But this year there'll be one less, so that's more room".
*snicker*
Katie just ignored the statement. Dang it.
***
The dog my sister got is a German Shepherd, hound, mutt mix. The dog weighs about 20-25 pounds and is only 4 months old. He's sweet as can be and absolutely adorable, though.
***
Spent yesterday sitting and reading. Have officially read the only book I'd bought in 4 hours. I have tons of TV to watch, but given what I have taped, I should be able to get through it tonight. A movie is on schedule, possibly for tomorrow.
Have I mentioned that vacations bore me? No wonder I have 8 vacation days left for the year.
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Christmas Shopping
I bit the bullet today and did some Christmas shopping. Partially because this year I managed to wrestle part of the Christmas list out of my mom and aunt's hands. (My grandmother and grandfather are hard to shop for.)
Thus far I have:
Dad: Pinky and the Brain, season one
Mom: A medical dictionary (hey, she asked for it)
Aunt Elaine: Really awesomely cute "My bichon owns me" throw pillow
Uncle Mike: Book on the Duke/Carolina basketball rivalry
Gran: Converter and DVDs (Dad has her the DVD player - she has an old TV)
Mom's cats: Toy mice
1 other Christmas gift for someone
To get:
Grandmother: Warm pajamas, but not the itchy flannel type
Poppaw Max: A jack for the car
No clue what I'm getting them:
Katie
Aunt Sandra
Uncle Howard
Aunt Sandra loves cats. Uncle Howard loves the history channel. Katie loves herself. And crap, now I have to get something for Leroy (the dog - and yes, he looks like a Leroy).
***
Am contemplating Mexican for dinner. Also, need to wrangle mom. If she's at the mall when I leave the store, I may meet her there to shop for boots.
Thursday included lounging about, an emergency trip to Wal-Mart, washing my car (with a bucket and a sponge, not at the car wash), the National Dog Show and Thanksgiving Dinner at my parents' house.
First, I am ever so thankful for dressing.
Second, I am ever so thankful for turkey.
Third, I am ever so thankful that my sister managed to pick a really sweet dog, as we're now wondering when I'll be gaining ownership of said dog.
***
My grandmother failed to insult my sister over Thanksgiving Dinner. The bet between me, mom and dad therefore was nullified. Thankfully, we at least got the entertainment of Poppaw Max insulting the sister.
My aunt and mom were angling to have Christmas at my aunt's house (more room). As usual, Grandmother shot it down. The argument, which is the same one we've had since I was 10, was that there just wasn't as much room at Grandmother's. Poppaw Max quite loudly declares "But this year there'll be one less, so that's more room".
*snicker*
Katie just ignored the statement. Dang it.
***
The dog my sister got is a German Shepherd, hound, mutt mix. The dog weighs about 20-25 pounds and is only 4 months old. He's sweet as can be and absolutely adorable, though.
***
Spent yesterday sitting and reading. Have officially read the only book I'd bought in 4 hours. I have tons of TV to watch, but given what I have taped, I should be able to get through it tonight. A movie is on schedule, possibly for tomorrow.
Have I mentioned that vacations bore me? No wonder I have 8 vacation days left for the year.
***
Christmas Shopping
I bit the bullet today and did some Christmas shopping. Partially because this year I managed to wrestle part of the Christmas list out of my mom and aunt's hands. (My grandmother and grandfather are hard to shop for.)
Thus far I have:
Dad: Pinky and the Brain, season one
Mom: A medical dictionary (hey, she asked for it)
Aunt Elaine: Really awesomely cute "My bichon owns me" throw pillow
Uncle Mike: Book on the Duke/Carolina basketball rivalry
Gran: Converter and DVDs (Dad has her the DVD player - she has an old TV)
Mom's cats: Toy mice
1 other Christmas gift for someone
To get:
Grandmother: Warm pajamas, but not the itchy flannel type
Poppaw Max: A jack for the car
No clue what I'm getting them:
Katie
Aunt Sandra
Uncle Howard
Aunt Sandra loves cats. Uncle Howard loves the history channel. Katie loves herself. And crap, now I have to get something for Leroy (the dog - and yes, he looks like a Leroy).
***
Am contemplating Mexican for dinner. Also, need to wrangle mom. If she's at the mall when I leave the store, I may meet her there to shop for boots.
