Well I’m sitting in an airport on xmas eve because it was decided that the office needed to be open half a day today, even though all of our clients and vendors were closed. We basically all just sat around and chatted until 1. I was concerned about getting to the airport in time, and I have no idea why because it’s not like there’d be traffic on xmas eve. The airport is packed.
This is my second xmas away from my family. My first was when I was briefly homeless in college. I was desperately trying to find an apartment and couldn’t go down there. This time, I’m going to Canada to spend it with the soon-to-be other half of my family. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel a pang of guilt about not being with my family. It’s been a rough year for everyone, and having me have to rush away from thnxgiving and then not be there for xmas isn’t exactly optimal. I’ll be down there for new years, though.
I’m super excited to go down there and pick up my turtle. My mother found a little turtle in her front yard covered in ants back in October. She saved it and has been keeping it in a spare aquarium. I went down there for thnxgiving and saw that it was in an environment with a lot of sand, an ash tray full of water, and no heat or uv light.
It’s not like my mom doesn’t know how to take care of reptiles, either. She has adopted my iguana that I had to leave down there when I went off to college. She knows that they need heat and uv light, I guess she just wasn’t thinking. I also found out that it’s a yellow bellied slider, which is an aquatic turtle.
So while I was down there, I fashioned a little swimming pool for it. Since I left, it’s perked up due to the water and the heat lamp. Mom finds it swimming all the time now, which is great because it didn’t move much when we were down there. I keep calling it “it” because we won’t know what sex it is until it’s 4″ long. As of thnxgiving, it was about 1″ long, so we have quite of time of ambiguous sex.
I’m planning on setting it up in my old 30-long aquarium and decorating it like an underwater mario world. I feel kind of bad about it, because it’s really not very dignified for the turtle, but come on! I can’t resist that kind of geekery.
While down in alma, I set up my mother’s beast of a tree. We have a history, this tree and I. My mom bought this ridiculous artificial tree when I was in middle school, and as my grandmother aged and couldn’t set it up, I had to take on more and more of the decoration of it. She’d sit on the couch and tell me if there were any bare looking spots as I slaved away.
As an aside, I really think one of the main reasons people have children is to use them as indentured servants.
Since my grandmother basically trained me how to set up this tree, I’m the only person who knows how to do it like she did. That means every thnxgiving I’m forced into decorating this monstrosity, which can take up to 6 hours if you’re doing it alone. I actually had to ban my mother from buying any more xmas ornaments back in 2003, because she has a box I can curl up in stuffed full of them plus another sizable box and insists that they are all put on the tree. I really think she has some sort of ornament hoarding problem.
My mom bought all led xmas lights for the tree this year, which made the job slightly less sweaty and unbearable. However, it also makes the living room look like a rave at night.
We had our white elephant gift exchange at work on Tuesday. The owner gave us all flip video cameras, which was amazing! Last year we got blu-ray players, that there was an overwhelming lack of excitement over, but the flips went over ridiculously well.
The most notable gift from the white elephant exchange was a “Wendy Walker” doll that my work boyfriend brought. It’s this huge doll that’s supposed to walk with you, but in reality, just kind of drags behind you. In a stunning turn of events, his gift ended up going to the pervy coworker, who he abhors. Pervy coworker now has a ridiculously inappropriate relationship with this doll.
An example of her realistic dragging action:
An example of the burgeoning extremely inappropriate relationship
Wendy is now living in his office, staring out into the cubicle area and creeping everyone out.crossposted from fuzzdecay.com.