Hello again..

I cant believe its been 10 days since i posted! Time sure flies. Christmas was better than I thought it would be due some wonderful friends :) Christmas morning we went to the Wilcox's for breakfast and hung out there for a bit...and then for dinner got invited to the Post's for a yummy dinner and games. All in all, it was a really nice holiday.

Tonight is New Years Eve...I dont think I will make it until midnight. I was up rather late last night. But then again I get tomorrow off. And monday I start 8-5. (YAY!!!)

Other than that, not a whole heckuva lot has gone on since then...I got new jeans (finally), a flat iron and a few other things that I needed.

Im starving...Lunch didnt hold me as long as I thought it would. Well i dont have much eles to say at the moment, i have to leave work now.

Getting into the spirit of things.

So for those of you who have kept up or at least read the last few posts...my Christmas spirit basically met up with a black hole and was gone forever. Or so I thought..As it gets closer to Christmas, and as I have prayed and wallowed in my pity and all the fun stuff that goes with it, Im starting to enjoy myself quite a bit more. So in the name of Christmas spirit...here's a meme I swiped off of Jenny from One Thing, who as she put it: "Purloined from Lifenut, who poached it from Clover Lane, who, ostensibly, conjured it up right out of her own brain. "

1. Best childhood gift from Santa: Gosh...we got so many from him...the only one I really remember well was my stereo set...although that was the year I realized having a 5-cd changer was not the coolest thing in the world. It was such a pain! oh and not to mention LOUD.

2. Best childhood memories: lol...me and my sis teaching my dad how to do the macarena. ya know...cuz we were cool like that. ok and the other one is christmas eve seafood buffett...just one night a year i was given permission to die and go to heaven in garlic butter sauce.

3. Favorite Christmas cookies: hmmmm...thats a hard toss up between EVERYTHING. A cookie is a cookie is a cookie...

4. Icky Christmas memory: Oh there are so many i could choose from and all involve family members (including me.)

5. It’s not Christmas without: sigh..my family.

6. Our Church Service: has a dinner the week before, but nothing day-of...which I like :)

7. Christmas Pet Peeve: I saw mommy kissing santa claus, all I want for christmas is you, that dumb song by john lennon and yoko, and the rum-pum-pum song. oh and petty family crap.

8. Favorite Christmas CD: THE CARPENTERS!! Really. Best cd you'll ever buy.

9. Real or Fake: as long as it looks like a tree i dont care.

10. I spend Christmas Eve: well normally, i'd be stuffing my face full of scallops and crab and stuff at my parents house, watching our christmas shows we taped in the 80's and opening one gift a piece before bed. This year...um...i'll watch some shows cuz i found them on YouTube...and we'll probably eat leftovers...i'll change a diaper or two...Im assuming it will be like any other day.

Ok, back to what I was doing before blogging took over. :)

Its raining again. but its not cold.

Well I can safely assume that life has not ended. The world

is still turning, albeit perhaps on a slightly more tilted axis… I’ve made the decision that we will stay in Vancouver for Christmas, I think it is the best move for now. And besides, it will give us some time to create our own traditions. I’m still irritated, but my Christmas spirit seems to be coming back. I miss my family and the friends we were going to see, but perhaps next year things will be better. Or Cecelia and Aaron can come for a vacation to the Oregon Coast this summer…..(hint hint… J)

I am looking forward to a new year, this year I hope to get more organized than I ever was..I’ve also convinced myself I need a blackberry.

I was trying to get a new profile pic down... ended up looking like a yearbook pic. I wish my year book pics actually looked like this:

We went for portraits last Sunday, Pierce did great! I was surprised how much he let us pick him up and move him and such…what a peach! The portraits turned out great, I’m very pleased.

I finally was able to reconnect with my friend in Paris that I’ve known for 10 years already!! I cant believe it’s been that long. I met her in 9^th grade as her pen pal. I love Facebook for those reasons.

Oh! And im getting excited too…my company just hired on another HR person, and she will be taking the 9-6pm so that means that I get the 8-5 shift!! YAY! I’d prefer the 7-4 shift, but o well. And I don’t have to answer phones anymore.

Ok that’s all ive got to say. Ive got a stupid wreath under my desk here, its giving me a headache and I cant move it and I cant think.

This is not going to make any sense..

I'd like to cry. But big girls dont. And i'd like to pretend im a big girl...so therefore i wont cry. besides i started this whole blogging thing as an outlet for myself. I feel powerless sometimes. Like i've got as much influence as the kleenex on my desk. And i know some people would prefer it that way, but to put it plain and simple, I dont. Two can play at this game and I think its best that I converse with the Lord on my game strategy. Turns out Im not so good at strategy games...mysteries and puzzles yes...so perhaps if I change my viewpoint and look at this as a puzzle or a challenge to solve I can do it. Im pretty good at those. Strategy games takes quick thinking and I dont particularly have that ability. I like to think things through and weigh all my options so I come out on top. It takes awhile sometimes but I've learned that if I move slowly sometimes things get resolved without my brilliant plans. And when they dont then I know that Ive covered all my bases.

Now if you'll excuse me, Im going to go lose myself in a Miley Cyrus song.

Overreacting.

Breathe in. Breath out...slowly this time. Ive found that overreacting and hyperventalating go hand in hand. I also just discovered, thanks to spell check that overreacting - "c"-"r" = overeating. Just a side note..

Anywho... I am ok. My christmas joy has only been dampened..not snuffed out forever. Its better when I dont think about things and know that there is always a higher purpose for crappy deals. I am in a good mood (denial perhaps? Im good at that...) and still enjoying my family and Christmas music. I still am having a hard time coming to terms with a few of the terms, however I havent had a beer yet so thats a step in the right direction. Lol.

My headaches over this are going away, although everytime i think about it they return. And I've been up and down like crazy too... its driving me crazy not to mention...one second im estatic and the next i remember some of the conversation that ensued and then im pissed, then returning to happy and then depressed, but only for a split second because then POOF! im over it again. Once again, January is looking mighty fine.

I get to go jeans shopping again! Im looking forward to bringing back a little sexy in my life now since becoming "mom". Im excited, i hate the jeans i have. While yes they serve their purpose...they've had one too many tours around the war zone. Its time they retired into a purse or something...ooohhh...or perhaps a skirt. I used to make a ton of jean skirts like that in highschool..good idea Courtney..oh and since ive got a bit mad I've started talking to myself...

ok..gotta go.

oh boy.

What a day yesterday. So I spent all day stewing about that stupid phone call, felt like crapola, then ended up driving the long way home to think, needed gas so i pulled in to 7-11 and ran out of gas in the parking lot and wasnt able to turn into a pump so i had to go buy an overpriced gas can and fix the situation, then drive home..didnt get home until 6:45 to a grumpy husband, didnt make that stupid phone call because of the time difference and felt like worse crap until i went to bed.

Only good part was i got to cuddle with my little one for hours in the recliner and hug my hubby. hope today goes better.

Im at work until 12 today, then we are doing something until evening, then going to the festival of nativities to see the nativities ( obviously) and our friend lindsey sing in her cantico choir. its freezing cold and im hungry tired and moopy.

i have an hour before i have to make that stupid phone call. wish me luck.

Bah Humbug or not to Bah Humbug?

I am anticipating today as being a hard day. Work was alright, Im talking emotionally. There has been a feud between 3 members of my family, 3 very close-to-me members. It has been raging for 6 years. And in those 6 years, there has been hardly any speaking of this feud, only covering up of feelings on one side and both sides believing they are right. And I am in the middle as mediator. I purposely didn’t get into Law specifically so I wouldn’t have to mediate domestic issues. Load of crap.

Now that Pierce is in the picture and it directly involves his relatives, not to mention in affects my general happiness and piece of mind… it is time for this feud to end. So that means that I get to make the preliminary phone call to discuss the matter at hand and to then schedule the conference call that will settle the deal. The only issue after that is whether or not one party gets the answer they want. If they do I will be the happiest most ecstatic girl in the world. If not, well there goes Christmas joy for me forever. Not to mention joy in general. I will probably take up drinking again. So I get to do some manipulating for myself because dammit Im not allowed to be happy unless a specific someone gets their way.

Time to bury the hatchet. I wish it were as easy as digging a hole, throwing the so called “hatchet” in there and then fill in the hole and be done with it. But will either side let it go? Noooooooo. I understand both sides reasoning’s, and both are justified in a way to believe what they will. However, when I am now being manipulated into being mediator, (I realize I have a choice not to, however that wont benefit me in anyway and probably make the situation worse if I don’t step in.)

I am just hoping that I will get both parties to agree to a phone debacle instead of when we go back to Idaho (Christmas) because I really would like to have a nice Christmas. Im so irritated with both parties its not even funny. If this doesn’t go well I would seriously like to consider a beer. Or three.