Merry Almost Christmakah!

I'm sure by now most of you (well, the only one person I know who reads this blog) are sick to death of seeing that freakish big headed creature's picture, so I'm putting it out of it's misery.

I'm officially done my shopping and proud of myself that I didn't spend too much money! I'm not sure if I'll have time to actually enjoy the holiday season, since I'll only have Christmas Day and Boxing Day off. I work on Christmas Eve in the afternoon, but I'm going to have some nog with my friend and co-worker Jen at her house after we finish. Then I'm off to pick up my Quincy and head off to mom's house for the evening.

Quincy knows he's getting something yummy since he keeps staring at the closet. All my un-wrapped presents are in there. Akkk, I have to wrap them. Life would be less fun for others but so much easier for me if wrapping were outlawed.

I'm the worst wrapper ever! My friend Lorena is a pro. Her edges are perfect and she makes her own bows and ribbons. Martha Stewart has nothing on this gal.

Me, well, my corners are crooked and bunchy, and sometimes ripped. Tape is my salvation. Is there a course I can take????

Bratz Hell

On Friday, I spent an interesting couple of hours toodling around Chinook Mall in search of a Bratz doll on my god-daughter's Christmas list. Photo courtesy of the Sears website...(P.S. Sears don't sue me, I have no money!)

I have to admit, I'm a Barbie Girl..no, stop singing the damned song...I prefer them over these big headed, freakishly small bodied, overly made up creatures. But since I'm old and not in the "now", I should refrain from saying too much.

So here I am, looking at the Bay first off. Wall to wall Bratzitude! So many to choose from and all on sale, which me already being in hell was certainly enough to make this excursion at least bearable. So she wants "Diamonds Forever Sheridan". No luck here. They had all the other characters except this one. Did you know this particular doll is really really pricey? Of course you didn't, it's not like you shop for these in your everyday life...but I'm digressing here...

Anyways, I checked out two other stores before going back to the Bay, since their selection was far superior to the other stores.

I wandered, back and forth, trying to reconcile buying her one of these odd dolls. I padded over to the Barbies and briefly considered getting a Fashion Fever doll for her, but the ones they had were fairly plain, and one even had really twisty squished eyes...like her poor head got jammed in the stamper or something. Back to the Bratz wall. Seriously, they were piled from floor to ceiling...Punk rock, Hollywood, Glitter, Rock Star, Cowboy, Orange or Green legged...whatever...I have no idea...

I found one on sale though, and although the size of her noggin is rather jarring, she did have cute accessories and a dog! I know it's not the one she really really wanted, but I figured this one would appeal to her. I also found some other associated goodies to include in her stocking to go with.

Side note...did you know that this doll's shoes ARE her feet? You take off her shoes and she's left with these little stumps!

Quincy says HI! He's snoring up a storm on the couch right now, wiggling in his dreams, which is something I should be doing right about now..well except for the wiggling part.

Especially for Shelley, who wanted more pics of the Q-Man! I'll post more for you once I remember to bring my photo album home from work.

Here's me at 5 months before my very first haircut. Has it been that long now? I'm 6.5 years old now, but I'm still a big spaz!

Music Binge

I sometimes tend to go weeks without buying new music, and then all of a sudden, the floodgates open and my wallet is laid bare on the counter...screaming about bills that need to be paid. But I have paid all my bills I say...then I suffer the irrational guilt..My wallet then laughs at me..hahaha!!!

Why do I do this to myself? Because I'm sure I'm off my rocker and so afraid of spending a dime on myself without the major guilt trip. Music is my passion. I should have been a singer or something..but I can't read a lick of music. I sing in the shower and sometimes at work, much to the shagrin of my co-workers.

But here, my tangent is getting away from me..and from the real reason for my post tonight.

I have gone on a music buying spree..okay a spree for me!

Bought Chantal Kreviazuk's newest..Ghost Stories. BRILLIANT!! I love her! This one is even better than my favorite "Color Moving and Still". I didn't care too much for her previous recording "What if it all means something", it was a bit too commercial pop for me. This one though, is fantastic!

Bought KT Tunstall's newest as well...Eye to the Telescope. This one is cool too. If you like bluesy strong vocals, you will like this one too. Saw her on Saturday night on "Soundstage" on PBS. She's awesome live. I'll have to go if she ever comes here to play.

Also, pre-ordered the Barnes & Noble special edition of "The Piano". No, not the movie..the new TORI AMOS BOX SET!!!! I can hardly contain my excitement over this one! This is the only provider who is offering the 6 CD Set as opposed to a 5 CD Set. Wheeee! It may not be "new" Tori, but apparently it has lots of B-Sides and unreleased material on it..so it's kindof new stuff. Hopefully this will tide me and countless other fans of hers until her next album of all new material. I liked The Beekeeper, but I didn't love it. I hardly listen to it. But, if you were lucky enough to pick up the limited edition of this, the song Garlands...ah...what an amazing piece. It was worth the 25 dollars I spent on it for that one song..

Superdog is sleeping as I'm listening to Chantal. I think he likes it too.