Solonor's Inkwell

Yes, kiddies, in spite of the fact that we still don’t have the tree put up, the ole calendar on the wall tells us it’s Christmas time. Time for my annual shopping day with the kids.

It’s tradition. We spend all day shopping for Mommy’s presents, getting them wrapped at the Mall (including the ones we sneak in from outside) and stopping at Johnny Rockets or some other burger joint for lunch. We fight over who’ll control the radio when we get tired of Christmas music. Stop each other from looking at presents for ourselves and not Mommy. Screw that and wind up at SciFi City or Borders, and it will either be the most fun we’ve had all year or the worst. experience. ever.

Of course, as my kids are getting less kid-like, I suspect that driving all over hell with their dad belting out tunes like “It’s the most wonderful time to drink beer…” is losing its charm. *sigh*

Oh well. We’ll see what transpires. I’ll have fun anyway, dammit.

Up on the housetop, what the hell was that? It’s just Santa and his Arctic Cat…

You’ll be happy to know that I’ve given my brain the boot for it’s slacking off and leaving the rest of me in danger. I’ll be taking applications for the vacant position next week. So, if you know of any unemployed gray matter out there, steer ’em my way. Thanks.

Naturally, I did this on a day when I begged for IM traffic, so I had about 10 different conversations going on while I had my hand in a bowl of ice. I’m sorry if I was a little slow on the replies. But, thankfully, the pain has subsided, and I have regained my manual dexterity.

Yes. It’s true. I’m no longer typing one-handed.

I just jumped onto IM this morning when I was pounced on by a strange silly person:

HIM: you exist during the day?
ME: Only on Fridays.
ME: And only during December.
HIM: oh do you not work fridays? in december?
ME: I’m taking vacation days.
HIM: sweetness
HIM: see i thought it was like my cat…she doesn’t exist during the day…then when i get home and open the door she ALWAYS runs into existance from around the corner while meowing…she greets me then goes eats and poos…..because a whole day of not existing will make you hungry and have to poo
ME: “A whole day of not existing will make you hungry and have to poo.” I think that’s my new motto.
HIM: lol thanks 😀

So, yes, please do wave hello to the vacationing Solonor whenever you see the names “Hatsel” (AIM) or “Rasreth” (Yahoo) come up on your Buddy List. You do have me in your Buddy List, right? Right?

Fine! I didn’t want to talk to you anyway.

Bite me!