Q: What are you doing vo0?
A: I'm up at 2 am working on a project for a party, eating triscuits straight from the box and drinking milk with a questionable "goodness" level.
Q: Um... why?
A: I am up at 2 am working on a project because once I started working on it, I didn't feel like cursing, screaming and going back to bed, and this is one of the few times I haven't felt that way in the last few days.
Q: And why do I care about the triscuits and milk?
A: You don't, but this is a ridiculously interesting story. I ate so many kisses and candy cane kisses and peanut butter blossoms and pie pieces tonight that I have an aversion to sweets. Seriously, if I eat something sweet, it makes me make a lemon face. It's been about 3 hours since I had anything sweet at all and I just tried to eat a cinnamon muffin and threw it out after two excruciating bites.
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
This year's real santa letter
Santa,
I don't know how you did it, but you read my mind last year. I asked you for help walking my dog and getting my former students down for a nap, but what I really wanted was for mom to feel better, for my husband and I to have stable jobs and stable housing, and for my Dad to realize how important our silly shopping trip at the end of the year is. I got it all. Thank you.
Since you’re so good at fulfilling wishes, this year I expect that I will become a better chef than Emeril Lagasse, one day I will wake up and my house will be a gigantic castle filled with butterflies and purple glitter, My husband will write publish and article in JAMA on me being a medical miracle because I am so brilliant and creative, and in the morning, I will come downstairs and be greeted by a hippopotamus named ahboo with that tornado of fur we call a pet never to be found again.
Thanks in advance,
your favorite hippie princess,
Vo0
There was no reply this year due to this being printed out and since "santa" was staying here for Christmas and he came downstairs after I did.
I don't know how you did it, but you read my mind last year. I asked you for help walking my dog and getting my former students down for a nap, but what I really wanted was for mom to feel better, for my husband and I to have stable jobs and stable housing, and for my Dad to realize how important our silly shopping trip at the end of the year is. I got it all. Thank you.
Since you’re so good at fulfilling wishes, this year I expect that I will become a better chef than Emeril Lagasse, one day I will wake up and my house will be a gigantic castle filled with butterflies and purple glitter, My husband will write publish and article in JAMA on me being a medical miracle because I am so brilliant and creative, and in the morning, I will come downstairs and be greeted by a hippopotamus named ahboo with that tornado of fur we call a pet never to be found again.
Thanks in advance,
your favorite hippie princess,
Vo0
There was no reply this year due to this being printed out and since "santa" was staying here for Christmas and he came downstairs after I did.
i want to curse but i already cursed at my family enough...
.... so, i'll just sullenly say, "murry chrustmus"
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
prequel to the letter to santa, 2008
Last year, I couldn't come up with a good Santa letter, so I wrote one about what I was really feeling and it helped me get my thoughts straight enough to do a good letter to Santa. This year, I haven't been focused enough to come up with anything, so I'm going to do the same thing and see if it helps.
Santa,
I don't know how you did it, but you read my mind last year. I asked you for help walking my dog and getting my former students down for a nap, but what I really wanted was for mom to feel better, for my husband and I to have stable jobs and stable housing, and for my Dad to realize how important our silly shopping trip at the end of the year is. I got it all. Thank you.
This year what I want is to be able to do my job well. I want people to understand that I can't do a lot of things, but I'm willing to do anything I can to help you -- whoever you are. I would give almost anything not to make dumb mistakes that cause problems at work. Santa, I have to find a way to stay there-- It's where my heart is.
I also want to be better dog mommy. Most of the time, I just wish that annoying ball of fur would take care of himself or run away to magicdoggieland or something... but he doesn't deserve a mommy who thinks like that.
I want to be a better wife. I bitch about things that are unimportant and say nothing about the things that are. Sometimes, I like conflict for the sake of conflict. My husband doesn't deserve that.
I want SOMEONE to understand that there are some things I am not wired to do-- like error free data entry or remembering to turn of the ligths and lock the doors all the time every time.
I want to not feel like throwing things and hurting people during holiday meals and other gatherings. It seems like no matter what I do, and how I try to scale back, someone ends up getting yelled at. My family and friends don't deserve to be spoken to hurtfully and I don't deserve the stress that leads up to it.
I want to lose my 15 pounds back. Preferably without going back to weight watcher's. Just help me remember what I did then and maybe it will work again.
I also want to stop calling myself a fatso every time i look in the mirror. In fact, can I please just once see a beautiful person... not someone who is too fat or too skinny or who's hair is the wrong length... just plain ol me. In fact, I don't even have to be amazed, I just want to see the real me.... not a different me every day.
And santa, thank you for all the fun I've had this year. I have a unique and amazing job, a husband who's occasionally good at something, lots of good close friends who I don't have to hide from, great dance classes, lots of good food, and tons of amazing opportunities. Thank you.
Santa,
I don't know how you did it, but you read my mind last year. I asked you for help walking my dog and getting my former students down for a nap, but what I really wanted was for mom to feel better, for my husband and I to have stable jobs and stable housing, and for my Dad to realize how important our silly shopping trip at the end of the year is. I got it all. Thank you.
This year what I want is to be able to do my job well. I want people to understand that I can't do a lot of things, but I'm willing to do anything I can to help you -- whoever you are. I would give almost anything not to make dumb mistakes that cause problems at work. Santa, I have to find a way to stay there-- It's where my heart is.
I also want to be better dog mommy. Most of the time, I just wish that annoying ball of fur would take care of himself or run away to magicdoggieland or something... but he doesn't deserve a mommy who thinks like that.
I want to be a better wife. I bitch about things that are unimportant and say nothing about the things that are. Sometimes, I like conflict for the sake of conflict. My husband doesn't deserve that.
I want SOMEONE to understand that there are some things I am not wired to do-- like error free data entry or remembering to turn of the ligths and lock the doors all the time every time.
I want to not feel like throwing things and hurting people during holiday meals and other gatherings. It seems like no matter what I do, and how I try to scale back, someone ends up getting yelled at. My family and friends don't deserve to be spoken to hurtfully and I don't deserve the stress that leads up to it.
I want to lose my 15 pounds back. Preferably without going back to weight watcher's. Just help me remember what I did then and maybe it will work again.
I also want to stop calling myself a fatso every time i look in the mirror. In fact, can I please just once see a beautiful person... not someone who is too fat or too skinny or who's hair is the wrong length... just plain ol me. In fact, I don't even have to be amazed, I just want to see the real me.... not a different me every day.
And santa, thank you for all the fun I've had this year. I have a unique and amazing job, a husband who's occasionally good at something, lots of good close friends who I don't have to hide from, great dance classes, lots of good food, and tons of amazing opportunities. Thank you.
Christmas with vo0
Turkey? nope
Leftovers? nope
dirty house despite hours of cleaning? check
Sick husband? check
Consuming mass quantities of sweets despite constantly berating myself for being overweight? check
Holiday Meltdown involving cursing at family members? Check
Understanding family who doesn't threaten to take away my presents despite that I don't deserve a bit of them? *sigh* check.
Leftovers? nope
dirty house despite hours of cleaning? check
Sick husband? check
Consuming mass quantities of sweets despite constantly berating myself for being overweight? check
Holiday Meltdown involving cursing at family members? Check
Understanding family who doesn't threaten to take away my presents despite that I don't deserve a bit of them? *sigh* check.
Monday, December 22, 2008
omgthatwasthebusiest3weeksever
I didn't realize until i started telling my mother-in-law what had been happening, but I have had a lot of interesting stuff going on lately.
On the 5th, work had an open house where we let people from the community come in a schmooze and we had little stations set up that explained what we do and we had extravagant food and wine and we had little donation jars set up everywhere, and I actually surprised the hell out of myself. If, you don't know this, I don't know where the hell you've been, but I'm as shy as the day is long, and even more introverted. So, at open house it was my job, along with another CM to stand in her office and tell those who came in what it was that we did.... and I did it.... Nicely and without hesitation. It was fun! I wanted to hide in a corner for the next 2 days, but the open house was what counted, and I handled it well :)
At said open house, magic city chorus mens and women's choirs performed and managed to get about the highest compliment any musican can get from me... closed eyes and a huge smile. They were very good, especially considering a. they do no auditions, screenings, etc. and b. the girls have been together only about 2 months now. I talked to the director at another work related christmas function and he's about as sweet as he can be, and he knows my old choir director from high school, which means he knows his shit as much as it seemed like based on their performance. So... I may end up singing for them... It kind of depends on my schedule.
The next week we had our board party at which I did manage to force myself to have a couple of conversations, but I did not do as swimmingly as at the open house. The board party was fun though because of great food and smiling faces (and that's where I talked to the aforementioned choral director). We have an amazing group of people as board members and staff... it's such a great community.
On that friday, I managed to remove my driver's side car mirror by using this neat trick with leverage and speed and narrow garages. Later that day, we had the staff party at the director's house. Everyone was open and friendly, but no one expected you to mingle opr behave a certain way.. thank god. We all got each other presents, and, I must say, we're all good gift givers. I got a box of what I have been told is extroadinarly decadent chocolate... it may make it's debut at the wine party, if I can stay out of it that long.
That Saturday was my dance performance which was an absolute blast. We did great and, of course, got massive amounts of applause... my husband and my friends said that our dances were the best 2 in the show (personally, I liked one of the modern pieces).
That next week brought funding issues/changes at work which caused me to have a migraine tuesday. Tuesday night, my husband and I went to "Avenue Q" for free because they did a fundraiser for my agency and comped us some tickets. Even though I know all the songs from Avenue Q because my husband fell in love with the soundtrack a couple of years ago, it stillmanaged to be unpredictable and HILARIOUS. There were tears in my eyes most of the itme and I almost came out of my chair 2 or 3 times... and the main girl who did the singing had a hell of a voice. Weds started christmas distrubution for the agency... it was chaos, but it would have been much worse without our wonderful volunteers and our amazing front desk person. Despite all the changes and the lower amount of gifts due to the lower amount of funding, most of the clients were great... a few were upset, but I think it was genuine need and not selfishness that was driving them, for the most part.
This past weekend, we went up to huntsville and saw some friends and caught a hockey game. While we were visint some of said friends, ahboo the wonder dog decided to run away from his nana, which meant we had to leave said friends to go retrieve him *rolleyes*.
Also while we were up there, dad and I did our annual shopping trip to buy mom's christmas presents. The shopping part went pretty easily and didn't take much time, but we sat and Lenny's and had a great many discussions about dogs and work and life, and it was fabulous... I don't think most people could understand how important this silly little day is to me, but I think daddy finally does.
Now, hubby and I are off for 2 weeks straight. YAY!
On the 5th, work had an open house where we let people from the community come in a schmooze and we had little stations set up that explained what we do and we had extravagant food and wine and we had little donation jars set up everywhere, and I actually surprised the hell out of myself. If, you don't know this, I don't know where the hell you've been, but I'm as shy as the day is long, and even more introverted. So, at open house it was my job, along with another CM to stand in her office and tell those who came in what it was that we did.... and I did it.... Nicely and without hesitation. It was fun! I wanted to hide in a corner for the next 2 days, but the open house was what counted, and I handled it well :)
At said open house, magic city chorus mens and women's choirs performed and managed to get about the highest compliment any musican can get from me... closed eyes and a huge smile. They were very good, especially considering a. they do no auditions, screenings, etc. and b. the girls have been together only about 2 months now. I talked to the director at another work related christmas function and he's about as sweet as he can be, and he knows my old choir director from high school, which means he knows his shit as much as it seemed like based on their performance. So... I may end up singing for them... It kind of depends on my schedule.
The next week we had our board party at which I did manage to force myself to have a couple of conversations, but I did not do as swimmingly as at the open house. The board party was fun though because of great food and smiling faces (and that's where I talked to the aforementioned choral director). We have an amazing group of people as board members and staff... it's such a great community.
On that friday, I managed to remove my driver's side car mirror by using this neat trick with leverage and speed and narrow garages. Later that day, we had the staff party at the director's house. Everyone was open and friendly, but no one expected you to mingle opr behave a certain way.. thank god. We all got each other presents, and, I must say, we're all good gift givers. I got a box of what I have been told is extroadinarly decadent chocolate... it may make it's debut at the wine party, if I can stay out of it that long.
That Saturday was my dance performance which was an absolute blast. We did great and, of course, got massive amounts of applause... my husband and my friends said that our dances were the best 2 in the show (personally, I liked one of the modern pieces).
That next week brought funding issues/changes at work which caused me to have a migraine tuesday. Tuesday night, my husband and I went to "Avenue Q" for free because they did a fundraiser for my agency and comped us some tickets. Even though I know all the songs from Avenue Q because my husband fell in love with the soundtrack a couple of years ago, it stillmanaged to be unpredictable and HILARIOUS. There were tears in my eyes most of the itme and I almost came out of my chair 2 or 3 times... and the main girl who did the singing had a hell of a voice. Weds started christmas distrubution for the agency... it was chaos, but it would have been much worse without our wonderful volunteers and our amazing front desk person. Despite all the changes and the lower amount of gifts due to the lower amount of funding, most of the clients were great... a few were upset, but I think it was genuine need and not selfishness that was driving them, for the most part.
This past weekend, we went up to huntsville and saw some friends and caught a hockey game. While we were visint some of said friends, ahboo the wonder dog decided to run away from his nana, which meant we had to leave said friends to go retrieve him *rolleyes*.
Also while we were up there, dad and I did our annual shopping trip to buy mom's christmas presents. The shopping part went pretty easily and didn't take much time, but we sat and Lenny's and had a great many discussions about dogs and work and life, and it was fabulous... I don't think most people could understand how important this silly little day is to me, but I think daddy finally does.
Now, hubby and I are off for 2 weeks straight. YAY!
Friday, December 12, 2008
come see me dance!
I am dancing in Freeform at Children's Dance Foundation tomorrow at 7 and I want as many fans in the audience as possible! The news post suggests reserving tickets, and my teacher said it's probably a good idea.
You may be thinking "Vo0, why are you posting at 8:35 in the morning? you should be driving or working." How perceptive of you! I'm at home.
Now you might be thinking "Vo0 why are you at home at 8:35 on a workday?" Well, it has little something to do with narrow garages and car mirrors and inept female drivers. We'll just leave it at that shall we? Oh, and, shhh, don't tell my husband.
You may be thinking "Vo0, why are you posting at 8:35 in the morning? you should be driving or working." How perceptive of you! I'm at home.
Now you might be thinking "Vo0 why are you at home at 8:35 on a workday?" Well, it has little something to do with narrow garages and car mirrors and inept female drivers. We'll just leave it at that shall we? Oh, and, shhh, don't tell my husband.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
yep.
I'm still here.
okay, but seriously. I actually have a few things to write about but no time to do it. Between after hours functions at work and dancing in a show, I am running around like a chicken with my head cut off. I always run around like a chicken with my head cut off at Christmas. The goal this year (as it has been for the last 3 years) is to not turn into Lois Griffin. For the last three years I have felt like screaming at everyone about how Christmas comes out of my holly jolly ass and no one appreciates the effort I put into it. Actually everyone appreciates the effort but they have no idea why i push myself to do so much stuff that I end up wanting to scream. So, I'm trying not to.... but it's hard not to bake everything in the cookbook, and make every craft ever, and go to every event ever. So far, we're okay. I *think* if I make it through the weekend, it will be smooth sailing throughout... Although that kind of depends on some things at work... which could actually get VERY ugly.
okay, but seriously. I actually have a few things to write about but no time to do it. Between after hours functions at work and dancing in a show, I am running around like a chicken with my head cut off. I always run around like a chicken with my head cut off at Christmas. The goal this year (as it has been for the last 3 years) is to not turn into Lois Griffin. For the last three years I have felt like screaming at everyone about how Christmas comes out of my holly jolly ass and no one appreciates the effort I put into it. Actually everyone appreciates the effort but they have no idea why i push myself to do so much stuff that I end up wanting to scream. So, I'm trying not to.... but it's hard not to bake everything in the cookbook, and make every craft ever, and go to every event ever. So far, we're okay. I *think* if I make it through the weekend, it will be smooth sailing throughout... Although that kind of depends on some things at work... which could actually get VERY ugly.
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