stuff.

this holiday has been f*n' awesome.

the kids had a good one.



the whole day was terrific.
and not just for the seedlings;
jess had a good one.
even the dogs had a good one.
and as a result,
i had a great one.

although the aftermath was a swath of hurricane-force holiday happiness,
and a ragnarok of recyclables as well.

remember when you were younger,
and you'd call your friends up after the present-opening opener on the big mornin'?
y'know, to compare each other's hordes,
and gloat, or envy, or both?
yeah.
here's to that,
in the spirit of the smoke ring ghosts of XI-mas past:
i got a salt grinder and a pepper mill.
gourmet-type super hottness;
i got new measuring cups, and a new santoku knife, and a silicone oven mitt;
i got a pair of new 'hood knives, one for each side pocket;
(you never know when you may need to stab two seperate b!tch-sap tards at once, right?)
i got a deluxe assortment of vegan chocolates. (i ate boxes of 'em already, ya'll)
i got dapper and delightful clothes;
i got books, about vikings an' that, even;
and a whole batch of other 'nother other treats, too.
i must have it goin' ON, and not because i unwrapped it in my stocking, either...
my sugar honey ladybird of loveliness was too kind to me.
but she always is.
i am a lot luckier than i usually take the time to gloat about.
it was worth it.
i am grateful for the time i have been given.
never quiet, never soft...