I’m planning on hosting my family’s annual Christmas Eve dinner, which means coming up with games to play. Because I am an overplanner I have totally written all my jeopardy questions and typed up all my Christmas song quizzes even though it’s not even Halloween. One of the games I’m planning was a game my Aunt used in 2000. Guests secretly write down what they want for Christmas and then everyone has to guess who wanted what (in 2000 I wrote down a car… unfortunately, I ended up getting something along the lines of long underwear and a turtleneck).
In theory I think the game is awesome, which is why I’m using it this year. But in actuality I was upset for awhile after we originally played that game. My boyfriend at the time had listed that he wanted “to be happy”. My family good-naturedly ribbed us the rest of the night that it must be because I wasn’t making him happy. What they didn’t know what that he had actually broken up with me earlier in the week (his family didn’t celebrate Christmas so we figured it would be easier to just have him come to one last family event before we both went back to college).
Fast forward 15-years and I was shocked to find out that thinking about that game bothered me enough to approach Ryan, tell him the story and ask that he keep whatever answer he was going to give at the very superficial level.
He stared at me dumbfounded and answered that “to be happy” was such a stupid thing to have written down and a complete waste of a Christmas gift request. And that he of course be writing down that he wanted either a watch, new computer game or zombie-apocalypse survival gear.
That’s my man!
Being an accountant for me has always meant that if a holiday falls in the months of January, February, March, April, July, or October I’ll be at work, and the new job is no exception. But while I bitch and moan and declare…. UNFAIR… I’m used to it and enjoy the traffic-free commute and light email day. And I always look forward to my obligatory everything bagel with cream cheese (my go to working-holiday breakfast).
So today I stopped in at the bagel shop voted “Most Like A New York Bagel”. Verdict? It’s really, really, really nowhere close to a New York bagel.
I find New Yorkers that think nothing is as good outside of New York to be retched, horrible people.
Looks like I have turned into one.
This kid slays me!
Filed under not-the-best-parenting-move-ever, this afternoon found me catching up on this week’s Grey’s Anatomy while Emma rifled through my nightstand drawers (one of her favorite past-times) after she refused to go down for her nap. The episode had a newborn baby girl named Emma dying of cancer (I’d say spoiler alert but really who watches besides me). Any shows with sick kids now brings on all the feels and the fact that this baby’s name was Emma had me crying hysterically. So my Emma stopped what she was doing, grabbed her pacifier on the nightstand and popped it in my mouth before leaning in for a hug.
I love this girl so much!
reasons why fall is #1:
- chilly weather
- literally everything
- BUGS HAVE RETURNED TO HELL WHERE THEY BELONG
Sigh. The lack of fall weather in Hawaii is really making me miss Connecticut. I really adored fall!
And I really miss having half a year with no bugs around me.
If it wasn’t a busy day for me at work, I would seriously march into my boss’s office and ask for a personal day so I could go home and read this new Twilight book.
Nope, not even a little embarrassed by this post.