My triumphant return

Right.  I'm back.  Now get off my case.  I've decided, inspired by Imaginary Bonnie, to blog something every day in December.  Now, I'm likely to miss a couple b/c of going to Delaware at xmas (dial up connection.  as if), but I shall do my best.  I forgive me if I fail.

First things first:  I. hate. Lego Star Wars.  Damn to hell George Lucas and all of Holland (Legos are Dutch, right?  If not, sorry about that Nederlanders).

I've been buying holiday gifts.  All Ben wants is LSW.  And he changes which particular sets/minifigs/bits he wants on a daily basis.  And utterly freaks out when I try to tell him that I don't crap Legos and that a set being old doesn't mean I can pick it up for 2 bucks at Goodwill.  No, it means a bidding war with men who live in their mother's basements and have nothing else to spend their fat Microsoft salaries on.  I'm still trying to get him his coveted MTT, whatever that is.  It's about 75 bucks on ebay, that's what.  I got him some old Micro Machines on ebay b/c they're Star Wars and cheap and STAY TOGETHER.  Here's what a Lego set means: I put the wretched thing together.  He plays with it for 10 min and a piece falls off b/c it's Lego, not masonry.  He freaks a little, we get it back together and then 10 min later he falls and it smashes on the ground and is thus a pile of bricks.  I could get a LOT of bricks for 75 dollars, my son.  Sigh.  But isn't that what the holidays are all about?  Over spending on this months' whim so that we can see that look on their faces when they realize they never really wanted it anyway?

Julianna is easy to buy for.  And fun.  She likes the stuff that either I like or wish I could just enjoy w/o rolling my eyes around in my head.  A guide bird set from Uncommon Goods--12 birds, each inscribed with a word like "courage," "forgiveness," or "generosity" and you choose a bird and set it on its tree so that it can "guide" you that day.  Or Harry Potter stuff.  Or Breyer horses.  I can get behind this.

Lily...I should just get her a bucket of pink paint and some glitter.  And I may have to as I have nothing for her yet...

I'm sure I could consult a catalog.  I get--no kidding--10 lbs of catalogs a day.  I think I'm going to take out a restraining order against Land's End.  I admit that I've led them along a bit by ordering here and there, but they have TOTALLY taken it the wrong way.  I'm just not that into them.

I went to Goodwill this morning b/c Ben needs pants (the child THROWS himself through space.  I think I shouldn't have told him about the old Hitchhiker's Guide thing about how you fly by throwing yourself at the ground and missing...).  Okay, I love Goodwill and find lots of good stuff there, but if the only thing holding you back from an entirely kitten sweatshirt-based wardrobe was the prohibitive cost, have I got a tip for you!

Lily, in the car today:  Mom, who made the world?
Me, always with the cagey, cover-all-yer-bases answers: Well, different people have different beliefs, and...
Lily: I think it might have been Elvis.

Okay, there.  I've started.  It wasn't really all that painful, either...