Well Well Well … only 2 1/2 more shopping days ’til Christmas, babies. I think I did reasonably well for those on my list. There are a couple presents that I cannot wait to give with the hope that the receiver will be as thrilled to get them as I am to give them.
I would ponder some deeper topics than what presents I’m giving (and getting?) but my friend Mark seems to have done that for me. In this post, he ponders something as broad and deep as love and I have to say, I agree with his thoughts completely. You have to read it in its entirety to understand what he’s saying. I thought of excerpting it but I can’t do it justice. So, go read it. The same thoughts are knocking around in this Snarkster’s head too. Definitely some heavy-osity for the holidays but there ya go.
Hey! I had a job interview on Saturday and it went marvelously well! I think I shall be departing
hell the current place of employ in the new year. I will most likely be working in DC which strikes me as really humorous since not two weeks ago I told H that you couldn’t pay me enough to work in DC. Hmmm. That Universe has a funny sense of irony, I think. More on this as it develops. (please note this post wherein I announced to said Universe that I am officially ready to leave this job and note how quickly the universe responded, hey? It never fails me. You can laugh at my woo-woo-ness all you want. I believe it and it works for me. So there!)
Saturday was a lovely day. Sunday, not so lovely. Crossed wires and many peevy phone calls to the Goddaughter of Love’s phone later, I ended up NOT going to Baltimore for our annual cookie bakeoff. Probably a good idea for those around me since I was a monster pisshead by about 1pm. (Sweetie, I’m sorry for sounding so pissy. Really)
I did, however, visit a store called ULTA where I spent way too much time and money buying myself girly stuff (oh, and a few presents for others, of course!).
I have been terribly naughty this year so I expect nothing but chunks of coal in my stocking. We’ll see if anyone thinks I’ve been otherwise.
Turns on her favorite christmas song (The Eagles “Please come home for Christmas”) and dances away from the computer singing “There’ll be no more sorrow, no grief and pain, and I’ll be happy, happy once again …”