Sunday, December 07, 2008

Ho Ho Ho

There's blowing snow outside. It's dark by 4:40 p.m. That must mean it's December and we're closing in on the winter solstice, the shortest day of the year (boo!) and Christmas (yay?)

I put up the tree this afternoon, and for some reason, I think it looks especially festive this year. Don't know why cause it's the same old tree with the same old ornaments as every year, but it looks full and well-balanced this time.

Describing a tree as "full and well-balanced" is SO MUCH something my mother would say that it is truly frightening to note how every woman turns into her mom eventually. yikes. I just didn't expect it to happen so soon and so rapidly.

I have only 2 gifts left to buy, so things are shaping up well on that front too. The stores are pretty empty, which deserves a yay! for me the non-shopper, and a boo hoo! for the economy. I decided the Muslim in my life is not getting an Xmas present. For 2 reasons: 1) he's a Muslim, and 2) things are rocky at this time and too bad for him if he is expecting something. So there. So be it. I'm certainly not expecting a gift from him, so screw that. Does that make me unromantic? Damn right. Nobody ever mistook me for Keats or Shelley. Or Shelly Winters.

6 comments:

cityofmushrooms said...

speaking of shelly winters -- airport (w/dino flying the plane and george kennedy fixing the plane) was on today followed by airport 1975 (w/charleton and his yellow turtleneck and his cold dead hands helping karen black w/her cold crossed eyes fly the plane and george kennedy wishing he could fix the plane)

all of this made us wish for poseidon adventure with gene hackman (and his turquoise turtleneck), ernest borgnine (george kennedy substitute), and of course shelly winters

swim on, mrs rosen!

don't give the dude a present
(unless its a grab bag of '70's disaster flicks, a clutch of turtlenecks and some aviator glasses)

Anonymous said...

...and Earthquake? No cravin' for Earthquake?...and what about Towering Inferno? Fred Astaire, Paul Newman, and O.J. Simpson.

What I love about Airport '75...let's just stick some celebrities in the plane, like Sid Caesar and Norman Fell, who do pretty much absolutely nothing throughout the film...unlike guitar-playin' nun Helen, who is at least there to keep renal-failing Linda Blair company...

You know I can just go and on and on about these 70s disaster flicks...like Charo's brief scene-stealing cameo in Airport '79 The Concorde...she actually gets to say "don't misconscrew..." Ah, Charo!

JAW fan

cityofmushrooms said...

true, true--
and towering inferno remains a fav-
after all- OJ is in charge of security!

as for earthquake: why don't they make movies in "sensurround" any more?

Anonymous said...

pick up a present that you'd like and don't label it. That way if he gets you something voila you have something for him and if he doesn't, well you can enjoy your box of chocolates and eat them too.
N. =)

Nanuk of the North, older but no wiser said...

N, sounds like you've done this in the past, yourself. ha.

cityofmushrooms said...

smart solution, N

but get dark chocolate because it's health food