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Day 1229: When it's time to party...
Jan. 5th, 2016 09:30 pmWe will party hard.
So the holidays were basically the best combination of partying and being lazy. Sometimes lazy is its own kind of partying.
The first party was my office Christmas party. We had lots of tasty food, and we attempted to play Christmas carols on tubular bells. We were giggly and silly and probably only about as good as a class of second-graders, but we had good times. We handed out our nerdy Harry Potter awards (go team!) and then we had a white elephant gift exchange. My mother likes to do a White Elephant gift exchange on Christmas Eve, and we read a story about the Right Family, and on every iteration of right and left we pass the presents. For our party, we read How the Grinch stole Christmas, and on every iteration of Grinch (and derivatives thereof) we passed in one direction, and for every mention of Who (and derivatives thereof) we passed in the other direction. Since one person was missing at any given moment one of us was juggling two gifts, but we had fun. Probably the best part of the gift exchange was when one of my coworkers re-gifted a stuffed pheasant she had received as a previous court party gift exchange. It was hilarious because, well, it was kinda hideous. I mean, it was well-taxidermied, but we had lots of fun giggling over it and pondering all of the pranks we could pull with it. Because we're bad people.
Cody and I had our own private party before we headed south to hang out with my parents for the official holiday as my mother had sent our gifts to us early so we wouldn't have to haul them south, open them, then haul them back north. So we opened them, and it was super fun! Although we did discover that, in all of the crazy construction going on around our house, we misplaced about half of our presents, and also one meant for Cody's mom. When we find it, we will give it to her. Probably our coolest grown-up present was an electronic fondue pot. Since Cody and I both love cheese and are inordinately fond of fondue, it was perfect. Although we opened the package with the bottle of wine first, so we were super confused until we opened the next present.
And then Christmas was...super chill. I read a lot. And I ate a lot. And I hung out with my parents. We went to a lovely Christmas concert, which was super cool and Christmas-y up to the moment when they announced a certain song and my mom leaned over and whispered, "This is the song I want sung at my funeral." Mum made loads of delicious food, we had fun opening gifts, and we played all our traditional silly games, like Scattergories and Five Crowns. Also we played Battle of the Sexes, which the boys would have won if they hadn't landed on an awful space and got a bad card, but then we ladies totally owned it. Being a tomboy has paid off. They were so horrified when I knew that Shakespeare is a brand of fishing rod. Cody forgot he took me fishing one time, and his cousin had a Shakespeare brand fishing rod. I suppose, in Cody's defense, most people aren't freaks like me who remember the one time I went fishing a couple of years ago with that level of detail. I had a really good time hanging out with my parents. It was a good Christmas break. Even that moment on Christmas Day when I found myself sprinting down the street at full tilt yelling, "Dingo! Come back!" (Dingo had escaped from the yard.)
For New Year's Eve we partied with Cody's ex-girlfriend and her husband. Instead of hanging out with the young people playing ping pong in the basement, we sat at the table with the "old" people upstairs and listened to the tales of a former fighter pilot, the inner workings of airlines and the drama that goes on behind the APO door, and the life of a woman who was shanghaied into a mariachi band and whose father fought with Pancho Villa. And then when the people with kids left, we played several rounds of Cards Against Humanity (I lost horribly). There was delicious eggnog and amazing lemon meringue pie, and we actually sang Auld Lang Syne at the new year.
On New Year's Day we went and partied with my friends from college, which involved fondue and loads of delicious food, a white elephant gift exchange, and a round of Cards Against Humanity (that I basically won). ("You're a horrible person," Cody said. "I'm a lawyer," I said.) We also played a game called "Mysterium", and apparently Cody and I were the most psychic up until the very final round. Also we played a Star Wars trivia game, which was super lots of fun, but that I also lost. And then we just kinda hung around and talked, and it was super good times. We had girl talk, and also talked about fiction and writing, and it was kinda brilliant. I really enjoyed it. We had lots of fun.
...And then it was back to work. Cody and I, in between partying, spent time laying tile in the basement, which took way longer than we thought it would, and also was super tiring, and also hard. One night we ended up going to Denny's after midnight, and I ran into one of my former moms, and it was kinda awkward, but we were so tired.
In crafting news, my Christmas books were a pretty big hit - HP flash fiction, marbled paper, titles hand-stamped. I had a lot of fun making them, but it was super good times. Also, my one nice neighbor taught me how to knit, so I have been knitting in my spare time. It's supposed to hurt wrists less than crocheting, but right now I'm so awkward at it that it makes my hands feel weird. When I tried knitting as a kid I was pretty awful at it, but having learned how to knit from someone who started as a crocheter like me has helped a lot. The clack and slide of the needles is pretty soothing.
Cody has started MMA training, and now he gets up at this sucks o'clock in the morning. So we're trying to go to bed early and be good adults, but when we eat late, like because of scouts, it's kinda hard. I've been learning a new song on piano, which has been pretty fun. It's super repetitive, so it's been easy, but when Cody was desperate enough to resort to My Heart Will Go On during one of our family jam sessions, I knew it was time to learn a new song.
Here goes, 2016.
So the holidays were basically the best combination of partying and being lazy. Sometimes lazy is its own kind of partying.
The first party was my office Christmas party. We had lots of tasty food, and we attempted to play Christmas carols on tubular bells. We were giggly and silly and probably only about as good as a class of second-graders, but we had good times. We handed out our nerdy Harry Potter awards (go team!) and then we had a white elephant gift exchange. My mother likes to do a White Elephant gift exchange on Christmas Eve, and we read a story about the Right Family, and on every iteration of right and left we pass the presents. For our party, we read How the Grinch stole Christmas, and on every iteration of Grinch (and derivatives thereof) we passed in one direction, and for every mention of Who (and derivatives thereof) we passed in the other direction. Since one person was missing at any given moment one of us was juggling two gifts, but we had fun. Probably the best part of the gift exchange was when one of my coworkers re-gifted a stuffed pheasant she had received as a previous court party gift exchange. It was hilarious because, well, it was kinda hideous. I mean, it was well-taxidermied, but we had lots of fun giggling over it and pondering all of the pranks we could pull with it. Because we're bad people.
Cody and I had our own private party before we headed south to hang out with my parents for the official holiday as my mother had sent our gifts to us early so we wouldn't have to haul them south, open them, then haul them back north. So we opened them, and it was super fun! Although we did discover that, in all of the crazy construction going on around our house, we misplaced about half of our presents, and also one meant for Cody's mom. When we find it, we will give it to her. Probably our coolest grown-up present was an electronic fondue pot. Since Cody and I both love cheese and are inordinately fond of fondue, it was perfect. Although we opened the package with the bottle of wine first, so we were super confused until we opened the next present.
And then Christmas was...super chill. I read a lot. And I ate a lot. And I hung out with my parents. We went to a lovely Christmas concert, which was super cool and Christmas-y up to the moment when they announced a certain song and my mom leaned over and whispered, "This is the song I want sung at my funeral." Mum made loads of delicious food, we had fun opening gifts, and we played all our traditional silly games, like Scattergories and Five Crowns. Also we played Battle of the Sexes, which the boys would have won if they hadn't landed on an awful space and got a bad card, but then we ladies totally owned it. Being a tomboy has paid off. They were so horrified when I knew that Shakespeare is a brand of fishing rod. Cody forgot he took me fishing one time, and his cousin had a Shakespeare brand fishing rod. I suppose, in Cody's defense, most people aren't freaks like me who remember the one time I went fishing a couple of years ago with that level of detail. I had a really good time hanging out with my parents. It was a good Christmas break. Even that moment on Christmas Day when I found myself sprinting down the street at full tilt yelling, "Dingo! Come back!" (Dingo had escaped from the yard.)
For New Year's Eve we partied with Cody's ex-girlfriend and her husband. Instead of hanging out with the young people playing ping pong in the basement, we sat at the table with the "old" people upstairs and listened to the tales of a former fighter pilot, the inner workings of airlines and the drama that goes on behind the APO door, and the life of a woman who was shanghaied into a mariachi band and whose father fought with Pancho Villa. And then when the people with kids left, we played several rounds of Cards Against Humanity (I lost horribly). There was delicious eggnog and amazing lemon meringue pie, and we actually sang Auld Lang Syne at the new year.
On New Year's Day we went and partied with my friends from college, which involved fondue and loads of delicious food, a white elephant gift exchange, and a round of Cards Against Humanity (that I basically won). ("You're a horrible person," Cody said. "I'm a lawyer," I said.) We also played a game called "Mysterium", and apparently Cody and I were the most psychic up until the very final round. Also we played a Star Wars trivia game, which was super lots of fun, but that I also lost. And then we just kinda hung around and talked, and it was super good times. We had girl talk, and also talked about fiction and writing, and it was kinda brilliant. I really enjoyed it. We had lots of fun.
...And then it was back to work. Cody and I, in between partying, spent time laying tile in the basement, which took way longer than we thought it would, and also was super tiring, and also hard. One night we ended up going to Denny's after midnight, and I ran into one of my former moms, and it was kinda awkward, but we were so tired.
In crafting news, my Christmas books were a pretty big hit - HP flash fiction, marbled paper, titles hand-stamped. I had a lot of fun making them, but it was super good times. Also, my one nice neighbor taught me how to knit, so I have been knitting in my spare time. It's supposed to hurt wrists less than crocheting, but right now I'm so awkward at it that it makes my hands feel weird. When I tried knitting as a kid I was pretty awful at it, but having learned how to knit from someone who started as a crocheter like me has helped a lot. The clack and slide of the needles is pretty soothing.
Cody has started MMA training, and now he gets up at this sucks o'clock in the morning. So we're trying to go to bed early and be good adults, but when we eat late, like because of scouts, it's kinda hard. I've been learning a new song on piano, which has been pretty fun. It's super repetitive, so it's been easy, but when Cody was desperate enough to resort to My Heart Will Go On during one of our family jam sessions, I knew it was time to learn a new song.
Here goes, 2016.
