That was probably the last relaxing weekend of the season before the holiday bustle starts.

I'm going to do my best to enjoy it again this year.  That means getting shit done before the last minute.  That would be a great Christmas present to myself if I can swing it.

I keep wavering on whether or not to get a Christmas tree...we have a fireplace, so it kind of seems like we need one.  Although- most of my holiday decorations didn't survive the move, so I'll have to start over again.  To decorate or not to decorate?

Should we have a Christmas party or just go to a bunch of them?  I need sparkly dresses.

I'm making a homemade gift this year: a scrapbook of our Ireland trip for Tim's parents.  I used to be the biggest scrapbooker of all time, but I don't think I've done it since high school. Tim brought me over to AC Moore before football on Sunday so I could get some supplies in addition to the tons of crap I already have in my craft box.  I got my pictures printed awhile ago and I saved all kinds of maps, pamphlets and ticket stubs from the trip.  I was so excited to get started.  Six hours later I remembered how much of a pain in the ass it is and how much of a mess it makes.  I only hope they like it and that it doesn't end up looking like a teenager made it.

In reading news- I spent my morning commute yesterday all wrapped up in the first chapter of The Wind Up Bird Chronicle following a mini kindle shopping spree on Sunday night.  I went outside at lunch so that I could read on the step and I discovered that my Kindle was smashed.  I was so very sad as I am pretty damn attached to it.

Thankfully, they all come with a one-year warranty so I called Amazon and they agreed to replace it for free.  Thank God.  Catastrophe averted. In the meantime I am reading an old-school book: The Fran Lebowitz Reader- a gift from my best friend Spoony!

Tim's birthday is next week.  I have a plan but it requires me to lose 5 pounds.  I am now realizing that I have picked the absolute worst time of the year to try to lose 5 pounds.

Here is a game we invented on Saturday night.

Trivial Pursuit: Drinking Edition

For each wrong answer -  drink

Opponent gets a 'roll again' - drink

Opponent gets a wedge - drink half a shot of tequila

I got my ass kicked.  

Vacation Countdown: 18 days. 

Santa, if you're listening- I need a protective case for my kindle.