God, the last three days have been absolutely batshit crazy. I spent almost three straight days making my mom's Christmas present (which is, by the way, completely awesome, and I have included pictures of it under the cut below), I wrapped more than 50 presents (not all from me, some from the rest of my family to other family members), and I went cat-sitting.
The cat-sitting was actually lots of fun. It's two cats, Bob and Nala, who are both black, but Bob is super fat and Nala is this skinny psycho kitten. Bob's favorite pastimes include lying still and biting Nala's feet, while Nala enjoys laser tag (involving a laser pointer and lots of stalking/chasing) and jumping at the wall for no good reason. They're a pretty interesting.
I've been watching some old home movies of me and my sister while I wrapped presents, and can I just say - I take it back, I really
am cute? Because damn, I really am. I keep looking at three-year-old me and going "Awwwwww!" It's sickening. But I just watched the Blizzard of '93 (Haha, here in NC, blizzard=less than two feet of snow. Yay Southern life!) and several Christmases and birthdays in a row, and it was quite entertaining and cavity-inducingly sweet.
Tomorrow I go to the German grandparent's house for Christmas Eve celebration/present time, only this year I'm rebelling a little and wearing jeans instead of a stupid skirt. Mostly because I really hate skirts, and my jeans are really comfortable, but also because I want to freak Grandma out a bit, and I figure that jeans combined with the blue/purple hair will do it.
But now to share something I'm really proud of - my mother's Christmas present!
( I was inspired by a recent movie... )And now it is time for me to go to bed so my grandmother doesn't have an excuse to yell at me about the bags under my eyes tomorrow.
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