On the way home last night I made a detour to Ulta, where I not only took care of all of the women on my Christmas list (save S-I-L, who's getting hand-knit goodies), but also scored myself a fancy set of gift-with-purchase hurricane candle holders and a free bottle of O.P.I. nail lacquer. Sweet! Somebody's going to be giving herself some shimmery red toenails this weekend, and that somebody will surely be me.
If the all the recent snow and my first round of Christmas shopping wasn't enough to get me in the holiday spirit, SomaFM's station Xmas in Frisco is doing a pretty good job of giving me that extra push. Because it's just not Christmas until you've heard "Mr. Hankey the Christmas Poo." Obviously.
Unrelatedly, Matt and I have decided to start saving up (both money and vacation days) for a European cruise. I don't know whether we'd rather take a trans-Atlantic cruise and fly back from Europe, or fly there and back for a Mediterranean cruise, either of which would be awesome. But it'll be at least a couple of years before we're able to do it, and who knows what the choices will be by then. At any rate, it's something to shoot for, and I think it'll be a pretty good last hurrah for our coupledom before we start trying for a family and settle in for 20 years or so of domestic road trips all centered around national/theme parks.
Speaking of Matt: do you know what I'd like to write? I'd like to write a children's book that helps familiarize small children with the idea of disabled adults and helps them to react appropriately when confronted with them in public. Or better yet, helps their parents react appropriately. That would be a useful book. If I don't write it, I hope somebody out there does.
I've got some quiz- and YouTube-spam coming up later, but for now I'd better get some work done. Ciao for now.
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