a little glimpse of me

December 31, 2003

boring filler entry

I don't really have anything that witty or pithy to share today, but it's been more than a week, and I do want you to know that I'm alive.

The holidays have been bu-sy. The good part is that, mostly, I've managed to call in a lot of entertaining chits, and we've been going to other people, rather than having them come here. For me, a Hostess with the Mostest, that's a nice change.

I got not one, not two, but count 'em three fondue sets as gifts this year. There must be something in the air.

The kids are still working their way through the pile of Chanukah gifts, as we didn't want to give them too much too fast. Julie, that's why they haven't thanked you yet.

My freezer is entirely devoid of baked goods. Shocking, I know. Everyone seemed to enjoy their gifts, even my friend Mary, who referred to my cookie tray and the accompanying card as "anal," which I thought was Not So Nice.

Our friend Alan (the Other Alan, not our buddy here on the blog) came to visit and brought his 18 month old Golden Retreiver named, not too aptly, Einstein. That dog is sweet, but is pretty much 90 pounds of "Hey, what's that? I'd better put it in my mouth and investigate."

Andrew's dad was here overnight last night. Always nice to see him, and enjoy a nice restaurant dinner in the process. I think he likes hanging out here, which is a nice feeling. His step-children and their families live fairly upscale and rarified lives, and I think he likes how normal and homey it is here. I feel kind of validated when he's around. (Ed: How many times can I say "nice" in one paragraph? Excellent use of vocabulary, Terry.)

Nothing doing here tonight for New Year's Eve. We called in all those chits just a bit too soon, I guess. It's fine, really. Although Andrew did suggest cleaning out the basement, and I do feel like I've got to draw the line there. There's only so lame I can stand being.

Anyway, I'll be here sporadically for the rest of the week.

Come back Monday for discussion of how I am determined not to be such a big fat blob in 2004.

Posted by volfie at December 31, 2003 11:46 AM
Comments

You are pithy and witty whether you try to be or not. I keep hoping you'll rub off on me.

Posted by: Reader on January 2, 2004 02:50 PM

Miss Manners says that anyone who refers to a thoughtful gift as 'anal', may be crossed off the gift list with ferve.

Posted by: Miss Manners on January 3, 2004 12:02 PM

ferve?

Posted by: terry on January 3, 2004 01:00 PM

I think Miss manners meant verve, ie with energy and vitality.

Posted by: Noah Webster on January 3, 2004 01:06 PM
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