my bathroom mirror is kind to me. sometimes i go throughout the day shuddering at my various reflection sightings, and then i get home and see myself in the bathroom mirror, the kind mirror, and i say to myself in surprise and a little bit of wonder too, "hey it's not that bad at all!" everybody should have a kind mirror in their life.
anyways as i was saying, i dreaded work on friday because of the nature of my exhaustion, but it turned out to be not a bad day after all. sing it with me. "not a bad day after all, not a bad day after all, not a bad day after all, not a ba-ad day!" tons of members came out of the wood work as i like to say when i'm telling some poor bored soul who might have inadvertantly asked me some innocent question like, "how was your day?". this kind of scenario can be described as shipping and receiving. i ship and they receive. but the point is, that i did not have to carry the whole load of running the kitchen myself. this made for a day of less exertion and therefore more ease. a day of ease is the right kind of day to have when it's your last day before christmas holidays. yipeekaiyo to that howdy-ho.
friday night i had a little snoozeroo during ellen and then went shopping at oakridge. found a little sumthin sumthin for karey too. frankly the shopping was not in vain.
friday night i picked karey up from a 'co-worker's' (that term's for you babsie) downtown on the way to pick up sarahlynnelizabeth from the ferry. poor sarzie was sick but came anyways. it was a christmas sacrifice and i appreciated it. you know what they say, the best gift to give is yourself. i showed sarah all my accumulated gifts-to-give which traditionally reside in the empty drawers of my dresser. after showing her i experienced the 'showing is less' phenomenon (sil). i experience sil every year when i proudly show my stash of christmas goodiegoods to someone else. after show and tell, i feel like "wow, i thought i had a lot, but that's it??" anyways i put sarzie to bed under my big fluffy duvet. it was so fluffy and big and high that you could hardly tell someone was in the bed. on my way out i grabbed my pure lovin r dubya and co blankie, put on sense and sensibiltiy, wrapped stephen's gifts and fell asleep. i woke up at three thirty in the middle of some infomercial, and with an urgancy to pee. let me tell you, it's wise to follow a pee prompting, so i did.
next thing i knew, it was quarter to eight in the morning and sarahlynnelizabeth was waking me up. she had wet hair and she was crouching down in the semi darkness of the living room. it was tempting to ignore and go back to sleep, but basically that was not an option. saturday was the business shopping day. in other words, a no nonsense shopping day. shopping like ya mean it. accordingly we got ready, we ate some cheesy hashbrowns and we left. according to my calculations, we got to metrotown by nine thirty in the am. this was wisdom in us because saturday was the busiest shopping day of the year, but it didn't get hairy-keri until the afternoon. twin one and twin two i didn't invite you to shop because i'm BUYING FOR YOU. doy doy doy. --- this just in: i'm getting an earache. sharp jabs of pain are visiting my left ear at present. back to your regular programming--- besides delightful items for speshul and preshus the christmas veggies, sarah and i got mudzie a delicious present. delicious became the word of the day. we also enjoyed calling people "guy". like "hey guy, watch where you're driving." sarah was looking for a man scent for kylie-smiley. it was a specific kind he discovered in japan and wrote down in his japanese dictionary. well sarah sneakily looked up the name and we found it in walmart and a perfume store and last but not least at the bay. i convinced sarah to check the prices at the bay. well jackpot baby, jackpot. for ten dollars more we (we as in she) got a whole set and the lady behind the counter with peroxide blonde layered hair and light pink lipstick to match her tight pink sweater offered us the choice between two 'little treats', that she threw in for free. we enjoyed how she repeatedly referred to the 'little treat'. sarah and i also enjoyed a booster juice not to mention two paninis both with spinach, but only one with chicken. sarah approved of the new food court, so you can tell dave that fatima. :) it's all about dave and teh food court. sarah and i shopped from nine thirty to three thirty. you could say we were a tad bit pooped by the time three thirty rolled around not to mention the intense thirst i was enduring. straight from the mall to the ferry. straight from the ferry to my bedroom to get ready for my night with handel's messiah and mine.
anyways as i was saying, i dreaded work on friday because of the nature of my exhaustion, but it turned out to be not a bad day after all. sing it with me. "not a bad day after all, not a bad day after all, not a bad day after all, not a ba-ad day!" tons of members came out of the wood work as i like to say when i'm telling some poor bored soul who might have inadvertantly asked me some innocent question like, "how was your day?". this kind of scenario can be described as shipping and receiving. i ship and they receive. but the point is, that i did not have to carry the whole load of running the kitchen myself. this made for a day of less exertion and therefore more ease. a day of ease is the right kind of day to have when it's your last day before christmas holidays. yipeekaiyo to that howdy-ho.
friday night i had a little snoozeroo during ellen and then went shopping at oakridge. found a little sumthin sumthin for karey too. frankly the shopping was not in vain.
friday night i picked karey up from a 'co-worker's' (that term's for you babsie) downtown on the way to pick up sarahlynnelizabeth from the ferry. poor sarzie was sick but came anyways. it was a christmas sacrifice and i appreciated it. you know what they say, the best gift to give is yourself. i showed sarah all my accumulated gifts-to-give which traditionally reside in the empty drawers of my dresser. after showing her i experienced the 'showing is less' phenomenon (sil). i experience sil every year when i proudly show my stash of christmas goodiegoods to someone else. after show and tell, i feel like "wow, i thought i had a lot, but that's it??" anyways i put sarzie to bed under my big fluffy duvet. it was so fluffy and big and high that you could hardly tell someone was in the bed. on my way out i grabbed my pure lovin r dubya and co blankie, put on sense and sensibiltiy, wrapped stephen's gifts and fell asleep. i woke up at three thirty in the middle of some infomercial, and with an urgancy to pee. let me tell you, it's wise to follow a pee prompting, so i did.
next thing i knew, it was quarter to eight in the morning and sarahlynnelizabeth was waking me up. she had wet hair and she was crouching down in the semi darkness of the living room. it was tempting to ignore and go back to sleep, but basically that was not an option. saturday was the business shopping day. in other words, a no nonsense shopping day. shopping like ya mean it. accordingly we got ready, we ate some cheesy hashbrowns and we left. according to my calculations, we got to metrotown by nine thirty in the am. this was wisdom in us because saturday was the busiest shopping day of the year, but it didn't get hairy-keri until the afternoon. twin one and twin two i didn't invite you to shop because i'm BUYING FOR YOU. doy doy doy. --- this just in: i'm getting an earache. sharp jabs of pain are visiting my left ear at present. back to your regular programming--- besides delightful items for speshul and preshus the christmas veggies, sarah and i got mudzie a delicious present. delicious became the word of the day. we also enjoyed calling people "guy". like "hey guy, watch where you're driving." sarah was looking for a man scent for kylie-smiley. it was a specific kind he discovered in japan and wrote down in his japanese dictionary. well sarah sneakily looked up the name and we found it in walmart and a perfume store and last but not least at the bay. i convinced sarah to check the prices at the bay. well jackpot baby, jackpot. for ten dollars more we (we as in she) got a whole set and the lady behind the counter with peroxide blonde layered hair and light pink lipstick to match her tight pink sweater offered us the choice between two 'little treats', that she threw in for free. we enjoyed how she repeatedly referred to the 'little treat'. sarah and i also enjoyed a booster juice not to mention two paninis both with spinach, but only one with chicken. sarah approved of the new food court, so you can tell dave that fatima. :) it's all about dave and teh food court. sarah and i shopped from nine thirty to three thirty. you could say we were a tad bit pooped by the time three thirty rolled around not to mention the intense thirst i was enduring. straight from the mall to the ferry. straight from the ferry to my bedroom to get ready for my night with handel's messiah and mine.
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