Christmas cleaning

Bathtub and desk. What a day. Who needs family and presents when you have a sponge and vacuum cleaner? Am I right? (Come to think of it, those two items could be taken in a perverted way… excellent.)

Crap. It’s Christmas Eve-Eve already.

I didn’t even realize it either. And I still have a few more things to get.

Also, what’s the deal with Foxcatcher being not that great? No one told me this, but it’s suuuuuper sloooooowwww. Definitely won’t be on my year-end list of best movies this year. Which I’m excited to write soon!

Christmas present for my mommy

Here it is: I was going to give her the gift… of my clean bedroom. Is that bad? I thought it was a good idea at first because she’s always nagging me to clean up this pile of stuff I’ve been meaning to either properly dispose of or donate, but haven’t gotten around to it for months. I know it bothers her, and since I don’t know what else to get her because she’s incredibly hard to shop for, I figured this would be a mutually beneficial present. But now I’m not so sure. I can picture my mom looking unimpressed and unenthused when I show her my clean room and announce, “Merry Christmas!”

Any thoughts?

 

¿Donde esta Santa Claus?

I love you, Guster.

Merry Christmas!

Isn’t this festive?

30 Day Song Challenge: Day 22: A song you listen to when you’re sad

Where do I begin?

I didn’t think Christmas songs could ever be sad but I was wrong.  Several of the songs off Sarah McLachlan’s Christmas album Wintersong are tigned with sadness and as such, I’ve listened to the album a few times when I’m down in the dumps or one time, when I was making dinner.  Anyway.

I don’t have much else to say except the only Christmas carols I will really listen to are the ones sung by this awesome lady.