Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Be Afraid. Be Very Afraid.

Why? Guess. Go on, guess!


I got my learner's permit!!! :D

So yeah. Clear the roads, or at least the church parking lot. Just thought y'all ought to know.

So, yeah, Christmas? Was awesome. The servies at church were relatively uneventful, except for the worship leader forgetting the words to "O Come, O Come Immanuel." This caused quite a bit of laughter among my siblings and I. After church was the extended family Christmas/lunch over at the aunt's house. That went well; we all got filled up on sandwiches and soup, then opened presents. (I also had to open one from my birthday; my cousin had repeatedly forgotten to give it to me back in October.) A few hours there, and then it was tromping off back home to have the immediate family Christmas. This was very relaxing, very nice, and, of course, filled with the captioning from my siblings. (You really can't avoid some sort of sarcastic joke being cracked at some time during any and all gatherings.)

Last year, the big surprise was the iPod. This year? I got a TV. Yeah, you read that right... A TV. A 20", flat-screen Sanyo, to be precise. The ploy used to deliver it was great: A large box down in my dad's workshop. See, we have exactly the same model of TV in front of the treadmill, so I thought it was something else entirely in that box. Dad had told me it was presents for my brother, and to not mess around with it. (I couldn't anyway; it was sealed.) So I unwrapped the VCR/DVD player with a large "HOLY CRAP!", and then came the question of what I was to play it on. So then I'm all, "So THAT'S what the stupid Sanyo box was for?!" Yup. As Phil said: "Hook, line, and sinker." (Even though, in my defense, I had wondered if Dad wasn't using reverse psychology on me.)

Current Mood: Elated

Random Useless Fact of the Day: Two of the original "Dogs Playing Poker" paintings were estimated to bring in only $50,000 at an auction. Instead, they sold for over $600,000 and are now emblazoned on many novelty t-shirts.

Saturday, December 24, 2005

Yeah, Yeah, Still Alive...

There was one particular thought that struck me a couple of minutes ago: I have now had this blog for over a year. How 'bout that, eh?

Well, Christmas Eve is once again here... I've just gotten done with the first three of four Christmas Eve services; I was singing with the choir and Mom was playing the piano/keyboard. So yeah, now my feet are toast, seeing as the shoes I was wearing were comfortable but not supportive. Not great when standing on risers for long periods of time. But at the moment, my family is waiting to go to the late night service at church (starting at 11 o' clock... great). The late-nighter last year was really very pretty, and very quiet. That I can deal with. Tomorrow? We have church, then the extended family Christmas at my aunt's house, and after that is the only time we have been able to get at least most of my immediate family in the house for our own Christmas thingy. So by Monday we're all going to be completely bushed.

But Monday doesn't end it, no sir! Next week will be spent preparing franitcally for my brother's wedding on Friday. Let's just hope that my voice holds out enough to sing well- Phil says if Joel (the duet partner) and I don't do a good job then we get no toasted ravioli at the reception. This? Can cause panic. I want that darn ravioli!!

So yeah. That's pretty much all that's been happening around my house. I hope you guys all have a merry Christmas or Hannukah or Kwanzaa or whatever it is you tend to celebrate. (I refuse to say "Happy Holidays.")

Current Mood: Really Tired

Random Useless Fact of the Day: Jesus probably wasn't born in winter. Since there were shepherds watching over flocks, then it was probably the time of year when lambs were born- in the spring.

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Ah, Great, Here We Go Again...

Yup. For those of you that don't know it already, Journey to Bethlehem season is once again upon us. Great. That means cookies being baked until the house smells like butter (nauseating), practices (mostly done), days off of school (w00t!), and being Bible-fied until 11 at night with no coffee (argh...). I'm not even allowed coffee. Why? For one thing, I got a solo to sing, and I have to do well, and do it repeatedly. Meaning my voice has to actually live through the weekend. (Plus, my brother's wedding is at the end of the month, and I'm singing for that, too, so that tosses my precious caffeine supply out of the window.)

So yeah. Great times. Not that I'm really complaining a whole lot, it just gets really crazy around here. Makes me yearn for things like the day after Thanksgiving, where everyone just lays around and talks (or, in my siblings' case, watch "Star Wars"). Some of the backstage stuff (when you get a few minutes) is really fun, especially if someone brought cards or board games or some of those chips that taste like onion rings. The friendships you make back there are awesome.

Those Lab pups that I mentioned in a previous entry are sick. Now they've got a bunch of upper respiratory stuff, which is really nasty. Most of 'em are getting better, but one particular puppy is still coughing up junk. Poor girl. :( The really ironic thing is, they can't leave the shelter until they're better and they're spayed/neutered, but they won't get better unless they leave the shelter. I'm not saying we have nasty facilities or anything, but coming back to the same room might start to infect other animals (particularly other puppies that already have been through a lot), plus they keep picking up previously left germs. Sort of a catch-22 situation, I guess.

Extreme, my high school choir, is done for the year. There's going to be some great stuff happening next year. We sort of expirimented with drumming around on PVC pipe, sort of like the Blue Man Group. People loved what we did with them, so next year, according to Captain Kirk (no, I'm really not a Trekkie, the nickname just fits him), we will be building more complex PVC instruments and fiddling around with them. It's going to be great, I can tell. I'm kind of excited about that.

Well, I'm going to go check on another batch of cookies, and/or wash some dishes.

Current Mood: Impatient

Random Useless Fact of the Day: In Singapore, one movie ("Talking Cock: The Movie") was the only film to have ever received an NC-16 rating for bad grammar. Talk about the war against Singlish.

Oh, by the way, Nish: Mental_floss is therefore your ideal magazine. It's the one that I get a lot of my useless facts from. The link to their site is right here.