Monthly Archives: December 2010


I’m nineteen, I am moving out, I have a wonderful life, and I am ready to put 2010 behind me and move onto 2011 ;)


…and so begins my favorite week of the year!

Despite any misgivings I have about Christmas, this week is always so full of festivities and love and mistletoe I can’t help but smile about it.


it was kicked off by the obligatory ugly sweater party

excluding mine, of course, because it is exquisite.

Here’s how the week looks

Friday the 24th -Christmas Eve for most, but we are doing our Christmas celebration with my grandparents, dinner, presents, etc.. because my dad and step mom will be leaving town on the real day.

Saturday the 25th- I will have birthday cake and breakfast at home, then head into town and have Christmas dinner (again) with Jen’s family

Sunday the 26th- I will be 19!! Not sure what this entails, except being older and wiser but I think I can figure something out ;)

Monday the 27th through the 29th (or thirtieth) My girls (Kim and Jen) and I leave for Pagosa to hang with my mom. Skiing, hotsprings, and snuggling will be featured profusely, don’t fear.

30th-31stish Moving into my new house, perhaps. Maybe just hanging out and NEW YEARS!

As of now, I had the obligatory shopping excursion in which I deftly avoided the mall choosing to support local businesses instead

that done, all that was left was my least favorite elf activity..

Wrapping. Blech. I just dont have the patience for it.

To say that I am a fan of the giftbag would be an understatement. I would willing to wrap my life up in a giftbag with a giant sparkly bow. I did manage to wrap a few things in the end though, somehow.

I have a gift for the art of wrapping, clearly ;)

Now the cookies are baking, the presents have been given, and the wine is being consumed.



There are so many beautiful people in the world. It truly never ceases to amaze me.

These past few months I have been overwhelmed by the amount of truly remarkable human beings that I have been surrounded by. I would have been approaching my return date from Sweden in these next couple of weeks and it has been bittersweet to think of all that I have missed out on over there.

I have always been hyper-aware of the opportunity cost of everything in life. It is a perpetual dialogue that runs rampant within my brain–berating whatever choice I ultimately decide on and wonder what it would have been like if I had taken the other option.

If I order this dish, will it satisfy my hunger better than the other?

If I am on this radio station, what if my favorite song is being played on another one?

If I leave Sweden, what will I miss? If I stay, what will I miss at home?

It is an unhealthy game that is impossible to win. At some point, it is just not realistic or beneficial to weigh and analyze every option. Anyone who has been shopping with me can attest to the fact that I take FOREVER–with anything from museli to a pen.

The truth is, no matter what choice is made in the end you have to accept that it was made and embrace whatever the result may be. It is scary to face reality straight in the face like that but it is necessary.

We have too many options available to us and it is just horrifically overwhelming. Limits are needed. Or at least acceptance of the selected recourse is.

good 2am drive home song ;)


Is there anything more satisfying than an awesome itunes experience? not in my short life hahah i have low standards I suppose.

Little did I anticipate that Albuquerque’s recent fogginess would result in me waking up to probably about 10 inches of snow yesterday!! Welcome, winter. We have been expecting you.

Snowy days are such a source of comfort for me, so I will credit that to my great–albeit sleepy–day. I had a difficult, but needed conversation in the morning, took a long bath and read, hung with friends, went to see a movie with my best was a nice Friday I would say. ;)

It helps that it was capped off with streak of songs that fit my mood completely. Considering my itunes has everything from Marvin Gaye to Elliot Smith to Dixie Chicks it is always nice when it just nails your mood in music form under free reign!

can’t believe I only have a week and a day of being 18 left!


LOVE this weather! New Mexico finally realized that it is December I guess…It has always been a late bloomer.

foggy drink for a foggy day

and new purchases..slash a growing book pile



A fair amount of things make me uncomfortable.

It comes with the territory of being a socially awkward human being I suppose. I highly dislike talking on the phone, being in the vicinity of a needle, being in pictures, and eating mayonnaise.All of which is relatively normal, in my opinion, but I think what makes me most uncomfortable is taking complements and or gifts.

I’m not sure why, but when someone says something nice about me or does something nice for me I just feel really uncomfortable. It’s not that I don’t appreciate the giver’s generosity, but for some reason I just don’t feel like I deserve it and I just feel guilty that someone would do something for me.

Maybe this is why I don’t like Christmas as much as other holidays.

“WHAT?!” you might be thinking in a concerned tone right about now, “How could someone NOT like CHRISTMAS?!”

all horrors aside, I really do have some logical reasoning behind my semi-grudge against Christmas.

‘Tis the season to be overrated.

1) It excuses supreme tackiness. I mean, honestly reindeer horns on your car.

Seriously? Excuse me while I puke a little.

2) People begin to equate their affection for one another with material items. At Thanksgiving people only give each other company and thanks–over food–what more do you need?

3) Petty arguments involving religion are annoying and more predominant around the holidays. Kind of ironic to say the least, but even that doesn’t make it acceptable.

The funny thing to me is that the people who tend to take the ‘religious’ stance on the issue seem to think that participating in the capitalist enterprise that is America, spoiling their kids with goodies from Toys R US and cartoons, somehow celebrates Jesus’ birth? It is just ludicrous to me.

CLick this for more on that. Can’t we just all get along?

4) My neighbors put up THE most annoyingly garish display of lights that shines directly into my window and makes it seem like daylight at three in the morning.

I like lights and all, but is a ten foot star hanging off your balcony really necessary? Obviously they don’t mind because they don’t have to look at it. Or the field of bushes covered in lights either.

5) I just really hate Christmas music. Not all of it, but the majority definately and you cannot escape it anywhere you go. It’s on in coffee shops, the mall, the radio, your house, it’s like a musical stalker.

If I hear jingle bells one more time, I will punch an elf.

6) Tsk, Tsk Target. You are an enabler. Now, you can pay 349.99 for a lovely seven and a half foot spiky grape to represent the holiday!

Not hip enough for you? No worries, Target has got you covered.

Just when I thought it couldn’t get any weirder, this happened:

8) I do enjoy Christmas day, and ultimately I do enjoy everything that goes along with it but it just seems a little silly for adults without children to partake in it. We all spend so much money buying each other gifts…wouldn’t it make more sense to not do that, take that money, and buy whatever we want for ourselves and then spend the day with family and friends?


I rest my case.

Besides, we all know the day after is the best anyways ;)


It’s beginning to look a lot like…September really but seeing as we are at t-minus 11 days, 18 hours, and 19 mins until Santa slips down the world’s chimneys we can just go ahead and finish the above sentence with the anticipated answer.

This time calls for gift crafting, tea drinking, and christmas picture taking. How many takes before we find one where we all look normal? Only time will tell, quite possibly never.

I could literally win an award for awkward picture taking. Someone whips out a camera, I become a stiff alien unable to smile. It is a terrible condition.

BLAH, okay.

most boring  family ever

fake smiles..we really don’t want to be doing this.

theeere we go. i realize it is blurry, but it’s not in the real version.

It should come as no surprise that August is the centerpiece of the photo. He wasn’t all that photogenic on this particular night..

hahahahah this gets me everytime. I think this is what I was laughing at in the final photo that we chose.

And his penis is front and center so that is inappropriate for the front of a calendar. I still love him though, god help me.