Happy New Years!

Well, here it is. New Years eve. 2010 is over, tomorrow is a whole new year. Writing in here every day for the last two months has taken a lot out of me, and I’m looking forward to a little bit of a break. I’m still going to write in here, just not nearly as often, probably only when I have a legitimate story to tell. I do appreciate the readers that have stuck with me during the boring entries this last little bit. Thanks for the memories and the good times, and I’ll see you next year!

Poor, Poor Echo

I noticed today that my car is super dirty. Of course it’s going to be dirty, it’s winter, and that’s what cars do. I keep wanting to go get it washed, but then I think, it’ll just get dirty again, and I’ll be upset that I paid money to wash it. But looking at her, she’s just so dirty, I can’t help but think it’ll be better just to wash her.

Again, with my originality for names, I’ve named my Toyota Echo, Echo. I used to call her an original name, Gigi, but then calling her Echo is just a little better. It seems to fit her. Plus, its easier to know who I’m talking about if I just say Echo, if I say Gigi I bet it’d be confusing.

I’m pretty sure I’ll break down and wash her in a day or so, because she legitimately looks gross, but for now…I’m abstaining.

Vieve’s Videos

My Pop showed me this the other day, and it totally tickled my funny bone, but mostly in the laughing way that’s like, I can’t believe I’m laughing at this. Enjoy!

The amazing, wonderful, fantastic…

You guys, there is an amazing toy. I’ve only fiddled with it in the past. I’ve had brief times with it, I’ve gotten comfortable with it. I got one of these for Christmas. Ladies and Gentlemen, I am of course referring to Bucky Balls.

They are magnetic balls that come in a back of like, 360 or so. They are small, so easy to lose, and just addicting. Its like, once you start, you just can’t put them down. I got two packs, a red and a green (like Christmas!) and I just keep playing with them.

If you can find these anywhere, I recommend buying them. I don’t know that I’ve seen them in stores (to be truthful, I haven’t really looked all that hard for them…) I’ve just seen them on the internets. And trust me when I say, if you get them, don’t let anyone else touch them, you’ll have a hard time getting them back.

Miscellaneous Monday

I have the day off today. I don’t really have anything planned until this evening, when people are free to play with me. In fact, my hardest decision today was to choose what color I should paint my nails. I chose blue.

This morning I ran outside. I’m so sick of treadmill running right now, so to get out felt awesome. It wasn’t as cold as I was anticipating it to be. Of course, I was in like, double layers of everything, with running tights, gloves, a headband, etc. I was feeling pretty good, temperature-wise, until I misjudged the distance between the snowbank I was running on and the one on the opposite side of this river next to me. I landed right on the ice – which broke, and I fell through. The rest of my run was a sloshy cold mess. Dislike.

Sometimes, I wish I had picked a less fattening treat to be obsessed with. I mean, it’s not like I’m going to stop eating cupcakes, but man, if I was addicted, to say, carrots instead of cupcakes, I would be so healthy. I don’t really care that much about health, in general, except for when I realize how many cupcakes I eat in a week, then I feel sorta guilty.

And then I eat another cupcake.

Not quite the same

Well everyone, Christmas has come and gone. This year had some new things, but for the most part, it was business as usual. I spent Christmas eve at Boyfriend’s, and his family opens a present on the eve. Meanwhile, all growing up, we were never allowed to open anything unless it was Christmas morning, so that was pretty awesome. Opening a gift early felt taboo, like I was breaking a rule. It was delish.

Christmas is just different from when you’re a kid, which is perhaps why I don’t really care for it anymore. I mean, when you’re small, your parents and Santa buy you all the gifts you want – or whatever they think you want and/or need. You don’t have to worry about giving anything. You can if you want, and it’s appreciated if you do, but you don’t really have to, you have the excuse of being young enough to not have any disposable income. But as an adult, oh boy, now it’s your turn to give gifts. And don’t forget anyone – make sure to get everyone included in your list. Luckily, I’m pretty good at remembering who to get gifts for, and hopefully this isn’t too full of myself, but I think I’m a pretty good gift giver. I think forever about what to get people, what they’d like, what they need, etc. I probably think too much about it, but I love when I find that perfect present, and I’m so excited to see their face when they open it.

But alas, the holiday is over. The gifts have been opened, the hugs given out, and holiday cheers have been said to everyone. It was a lovely day full of loved ones, but I’m glad it’s over. And now…364 shopping days left.

Merry Christmas!

I hope your holiday is filled with good cheer and love!