The Most Wonderful Time of the Year.

Merry Christmas, one and all!

I feel as though I've been neglecting this little blog 'o' mine lately. Sadly, I have had every intention of updating before now. It's been a long month so far, what with the general hustle and bustle that this season brings. Not to mention the one or two bouts of runny-nosed sore-throat constantly coughing sicknesses. Those are just the best, don'tcha know?

But anyway; excuses, excuses, right?

So really, aside from the "being sick" stuff, I've been doing what anybody has been this December -- that is, I've been working, dealing with the kind of impatient and rude customers that only rear their ugly heads at this most joyous and giving time of the year. And I've been doubling up on my vitamins and trying to keep my hands clean of any germs that would make me sick again, or sicker than I have been. 

I've been doing Christmas shopping, and specifically NOT looking at my credit card bills because the good Lord knows that none of my gift buying has done anything but bolster those numbers. But 'tis the season, and all that. And besides, I enjoy buying presents. Credit card payments can hold their little horses, thanks very much, and I'll just make a New Year's Resolution to use my Christmas money to make payments on some of them. Or at least I'll try. Remember, it's allll about motive. The thought being what counts, and all that. *conspiratorial wink*

As I sit here, surrounded by a lovely pile of used Kleenex, a mug of Airborne, and a few empty Reese's wrappers (bought for stuffing stockings, it's not my fault I had some leftovers!) I can't help but feel that despite all of the rushing around and trying to get things done, I'm still nowhere close to finished. Our tree, for instance, has lights but no ornaments. Presents but no tree skirt. And our mantle; garland but no stockings. 

Also, I can't help but notice that the presents currently residing under our tree are all FROM ME. Alarmingly, this means that none of them are FOR ME. Not quite the reassuring display I was hoping for. But, fingers crossed, all will turn out well in the end. I mean, my parents are last-minute shoppers and last-minute wrappers, so...there's still hope. 

And I may not have decorated my Christmas tree, but I DID offer my assistance decorating a friends' tree. And just to prove that I do indeed have "Christmas Spirit", the pictures that follow are proof. And so I offer you;

Exhibit A:

Myself and my partner in crime, proudly displaying our Christmas spirit 

by donning festive hats and dutifully goofing off.

Exhibit B:

The tree we decorated. Plus pretty sweet light-action happening.

Exhibit C:

Outside, putting lights on the bushes proved for some really rad pictures, 

like this one, where oddly enough the pattern made by the lights sort of looks 

like a Christmas tree minus the tree and branches.

It was quite a fun day. Especially considering it happened after a day spent running all over creation to do Christmas shopping. :)

But there it is, anyway. Proof that despite the fact that I'm still rushing around to bring Christmas together, I do indeed have Christmas spirit, cheer, good will t'wards men, etc. etc.

More to come...