Wednesday was out decorating day for Christmas. We religeously decorate our house the week leading up to Christmas, thereby waiting until the last possible minute to dig into the attic to find the stockings and wreath.
We have quite the Art-Deco kitchen. Kind of.
It's actually more of an 80's Swedish design, you know, with the gas stove, wooden cupboard doors with no handles and the lighting (white metal shades suspended from the ceiling in daisy-chain fashion) has all it's electrical work exposed. This last bit with the electrical wiring exposed sometimes makes it look like we have a cathedral ceiling, or a regular ceiling in which we lost the drywall. However you look at it.
Anyways, back to decorating. My mother has an extensive collection of snowflakes, which she has gathered together and hung all together on the exposed wiring.
It looks cool, if you're short, like me. If you are tall, and walk into the kitchen, you might get a filigree snowflake caught in your hair.
Other than our 3' high Christmas tree, that is it for decorating. Because we live in such a small house, there is nowhere to out a tree. There used to be, but not anymore. Where we used to put our 7' tree is a bookcase and 5 guitars. But we're OK with it, because we now have a 3' high tree on top of our TV! I mean, why use up valuable space with a prickly houseguest that will just shed and die after a while? I thought so too.
Have a very (pick your favourite):
Merry Christmas!
Happy Channuka!
Joyeux Noël!
Feliz Navidad!
Mutlu Noeller!
Geseënda Kersfees!
Shèngdan Kuáilè!
Häid Jõule!
Maligayang Pasko!
Hyvää Joulua!
Buon Natale!
My apologies if I've missed any nationality, again, have a Merry Christmas!
-Sarah
Vrolijk kerstfeest!
Sunglasses
Pretty Cool Glasses!
Friday 23 December 2011
Wednesday 21 December 2011
So, in response to some replies on my last post, "TMI (Too Much Information!)!", I am writing this fully in jest, nothing has anything to do with myself, my family, my acquaintances, or my experiences. OK, mostly not on my experiences.
I just discovered a channel on YouTube called "What You Ought To Know". One guy, lots of videos. Some funny, some interesting, and some just didn't fulfill my expectations.
Here is one of their videos:
This is me. Cheap!!!
Actually, before I got my iPad, I leeched off of other people, wherever I was, to use their internet access.
But I would also like to point out something that he didn't point out, that the "Free WiFi Hotspot!" you find at random places is hardly ever just free. You have to pay for your "Free WiFi!!" in the form of buying other things, like a meal, or a coffee. Now that is cheap and cowardly! Advertising "Free WiFi Hotspot!!" just to get people to buy your food, merch. or coffee!
-Sarah
Ssssssssssss! Hot!
I just discovered a channel on YouTube called "What You Ought To Know". One guy, lots of videos. Some funny, some interesting, and some just didn't fulfill my expectations.
Here is one of their videos:
This is me. Cheap!!!
Actually, before I got my iPad, I leeched off of other people, wherever I was, to use their internet access.
But I would also like to point out something that he didn't point out, that the "Free WiFi Hotspot!" you find at random places is hardly ever just free. You have to pay for your "Free WiFi!!" in the form of buying other things, like a meal, or a coffee. Now that is cheap and cowardly! Advertising "Free WiFi Hotspot!!" just to get people to buy your food, merch. or coffee!
-Sarah
Ssssssssssss! Hot!
Monday 19 December 2011
Teaching Facts of Life
You know there are those awkward family moments? We are living one right now.
Back in July, we got our 4 month old puppy..... girl..... who is now 10months old. What happens at around 8 - 12 months with female dogs? Yup, she's in heat. The one thing most people don't know is that it is kind of like a female human's period. There is blood.
Our vet kindly informed us that the length of this could be anywhere between 10 days and 21 days. Calculated, that is about 4x as long as a female human's period. :(
The funny part about this is trying to explain this all to the boys (5, 11 and 13yrs). The oldest, is so embarrassed about the whole thing, he goes beet-red, and yells at anybody trying to talk about it to "Shut up!". The middle one is so exceedingly naive, to the extend that he hasn't figured out where the dog is bleeding from. The youngest is the most liberal in his speech: "Fwom her cwotch Michael! Duh!". (He has a speech impediment that makes him not able to pronounce his R's).
Who knew it would be so long (21 days!), so painful (on us!) and so interesting (to a certain extent)! Of course, we have to wait until the 21 days are done to get her spayed.
-Sarah
21 days of h-e-double-toothpicks
Back in July, we got our 4 month old puppy..... girl..... who is now 10months old. What happens at around 8 - 12 months with female dogs? Yup, she's in heat. The one thing most people don't know is that it is kind of like a female human's period. There is blood.
Our vet kindly informed us that the length of this could be anywhere between 10 days and 21 days. Calculated, that is about 4x as long as a female human's period. :(
The funny part about this is trying to explain this all to the boys (5, 11 and 13yrs). The oldest, is so embarrassed about the whole thing, he goes beet-red, and yells at anybody trying to talk about it to "Shut up!". The middle one is so exceedingly naive, to the extend that he hasn't figured out where the dog is bleeding from. The youngest is the most liberal in his speech: "Fwom her cwotch Michael! Duh!". (He has a speech impediment that makes him not able to pronounce his R's).
Who knew it would be so long (21 days!), so painful (on us!) and so interesting (to a certain extent)! Of course, we have to wait until the 21 days are done to get her spayed.
-Sarah
21 days of h-e-double-toothpicks
Thursday 15 December 2011
Mr. Bean's Dating Tips
For those of you just stepping into the world of relationships with the opposite gender (myself included), here is a video that has helped me tremendously. Never mind that it is for the male partner of a relationship, but it is something I keep in mind all the time.
Some might say that I am a dork to apply this video to my life, especially when this is something that hasn't happened yet, but I think this provides a very clear picture of how to fake the whole date, that is, if the date is someone you don't want to be around.
Hope you all can glean something out of this, I know I did!
-Sarah
The dating guru who is not experienced
Some might say that I am a dork to apply this video to my life, especially when this is something that hasn't happened yet, but I think this provides a very clear picture of how to fake the whole date, that is, if the date is someone you don't want to be around.
Hope you all can glean something out of this, I know I did!
-Sarah
The dating guru who is not experienced
Tuesday 13 December 2011
Pet Sitters Anonomous
As we speak, I have a sulking 16 year old and three 14 year old boys on my hands.
It's not all that weird for me to have all that at my house, I can handle it.
The personages needing babysitting can actually make it quite hairy, if you know what I mean.
The boys are presently running around the house (inside!), nicely leaving me alone, but catapulting themselves off of chairs and counters onto each other with Tarzan yells, and jumping out at and scaring each other. Boys! Can't live with 'Em, but you can't live without 'Em!
The 16yo is a girl, which would explain the moodiness. She is (pardon my French), royally ticked that her friends went on a trip without her. She is spending her time so far either growling at the boys (who are having the time of their lives annoying her), and napping (which any self respecting 16yo girl should do). God shouldn't serve hormones to minors.
This said, maybe it won't surprise you (or maybe it will) to find out that the characters I speak of are actually a dog and three cats.
The rest occupants of my house who are usually around have all fled in one accord (coincidence?), most taking their respective pets with them, leaving behind a very disgruntled dog (she now has no one to bug), and three cats who can't believe this gift has been given to them: space to play in, and no puppy to chase and hunt them!
Who said life was fair? Buck up and deal with it!
-Sarah
Not only a member of CKA, but of PSA too!
It's not all that weird for me to have all that at my house, I can handle it.
The personages needing babysitting can actually make it quite hairy, if you know what I mean.
The boys are presently running around the house (inside!), nicely leaving me alone, but catapulting themselves off of chairs and counters onto each other with Tarzan yells, and jumping out at and scaring each other. Boys! Can't live with 'Em, but you can't live without 'Em!
The 16yo is a girl, which would explain the moodiness. She is (pardon my French), royally ticked that her friends went on a trip without her. She is spending her time so far either growling at the boys (who are having the time of their lives annoying her), and napping (which any self respecting 16yo girl should do). God shouldn't serve hormones to minors.
This said, maybe it won't surprise you (or maybe it will) to find out that the characters I speak of are actually a dog and three cats.
The rest occupants of my house who are usually around have all fled in one accord (coincidence?), most taking their respective pets with them, leaving behind a very disgruntled dog (she now has no one to bug), and three cats who can't believe this gift has been given to them: space to play in, and no puppy to chase and hunt them!
Who said life was fair? Buck up and deal with it!
-Sarah
Not only a member of CKA, but of PSA too!
Monday 12 December 2011
Merry Not-Christmas
I have an awful thing to admit. You know those Christmas killers? The ones who don't buy presents, don't give presents, don't decorate, don't cook and they yell at people who sing Christmas carols in November?
I'm one of them.
Land of hope and mercy, that sounds like it needs to be in an AA meeting. Except it would be a CKA meeting, and the dialogue would be something like this:
"Hi, my name is Sarah-" "Hi Sarah." "-and I am a........ Oh, give me strength! A..... Christmas Killer.".
People consider us to be dangerous, and Scrooge-like. Now, those who know me personally know that I am not dangerous (I get beat-up more than anything else I might be), and I am not the 21st century Scrooge. It's just the stereotypical mold we have to break as tradition breakers.
Don't get me wrong, I might be a Christmas Killer, but I do like Christmas. I love to go to other people's houses, eat other people's food, get presents from other people, and etc. That sounds so selfish, but think about it, it's true for everybody, except that keener who either lives across the road from you (the one who gets another blow-up Christmas ornament or light-up reindeer every year year), or the one who sits at the same table as you for cooking class (the one who makes chocolate fondue with crushed candy-canes for every event and get-together in the holiday season). It is in our human nature to not to want to do any work. It's just that I am taking it a step farther.
Keep in mind that we will be celebrating the "reason for the season" (Jesus' birth), but not with the Christmas presents to each other. I will, though, be giving presents to a few of my friends, who are not related to me, and a few other mature family members.
I'm not going to give you the whole Christmas-is-a-farce scpiel. I just think that the toy market is a waste of time in the Christmas season, besides, who wants to stand 4 hours in line to get the latest imported plastic? I don't. There is something to be said for getting a hand knit pair of ear warmers or a scarf.
With that said, I wish you a very Happy Christmas and a great New Year!
-Sarah
CKA member
I'm one of them.
Land of hope and mercy, that sounds like it needs to be in an AA meeting. Except it would be a CKA meeting, and the dialogue would be something like this:
"Hi, my name is Sarah-" "Hi Sarah." "-and I am a........ Oh, give me strength! A..... Christmas Killer.".
People consider us to be dangerous, and Scrooge-like. Now, those who know me personally know that I am not dangerous (I get beat-up more than anything else I might be), and I am not the 21st century Scrooge. It's just the stereotypical mold we have to break as tradition breakers.
Don't get me wrong, I might be a Christmas Killer, but I do like Christmas. I love to go to other people's houses, eat other people's food, get presents from other people, and etc. That sounds so selfish, but think about it, it's true for everybody, except that keener who either lives across the road from you (the one who gets another blow-up Christmas ornament or light-up reindeer every year year), or the one who sits at the same table as you for cooking class (the one who makes chocolate fondue with crushed candy-canes for every event and get-together in the holiday season). It is in our human nature to not to want to do any work. It's just that I am taking it a step farther.
Keep in mind that we will be celebrating the "reason for the season" (Jesus' birth), but not with the Christmas presents to each other. I will, though, be giving presents to a few of my friends, who are not related to me, and a few other mature family members.
I'm not going to give you the whole Christmas-is-a-farce scpiel. I just think that the toy market is a waste of time in the Christmas season, besides, who wants to stand 4 hours in line to get the latest imported plastic? I don't. There is something to be said for getting a hand knit pair of ear warmers or a scarf.
With that said, I wish you a very Happy Christmas and a great New Year!
-Sarah
CKA member
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