Happy Christmas Eve!
My elf name this year is Fatty, because I can't stop eating. Seriously, next year its fat camp for me.I didn't get my Xmas presents delivered today, but I did sit around and watch movies and knit (and do a little more laundry). I watched Elf, Christmas Vacation, Charlie Brown Xmas, and How The Grinch Stole Xmas. I tried to watch Rudolph, but I never realized how much it sucked. The other reindeer and Santa are a$$hole$, and the songs are boring. So I shut it off and watched part of Nestor the Long Eared Christmas Donkey (narrated by Roger Miller. I kept waiting for Nestor to start singing "trailers for sale...or rent...") but after I got past the pitiful sad part, it didn't hold me either. The evening feature was A Christmas Story which never disappoints.
Which leads me to Bad Santa. I can't give a review of the whole movie, because the first 20 minutes were so wretchedly unfunny and flat out foul (and ya'll know I love my swearing, so I'm not usually terribly prissy about cursing in movies) that I couldn't take it anymore. The straw that broke the camels back was when gorgeous barmaid Lauren Graham hooked up with Bad Santa Billy Bob Thornton. I know this is the same man who had Angelina Jolie, but I just don't buy it. He's got to be slipping these women roofies. On a good day Billy Bob looks rough, but in this movie he just looks like he needs a Karen Silkwood nuclear contamination shower, complete with wire brush-down from a Haz-mat team. Nasty! So take heed...if you were at all curious about Bad Santa, my advice to you is to avoid it like spoiled eggnog. Consider yourself warned.
So I'm up to the novelty yarn section of the tote. I should have knitted the first row of the novelty yarn part, then purled the rest, but I forgot and have purled it all. Eh. I cant imagine its a big deal. And at this point I dont care. Its not something I consider important enough to rip back to. Here it is in its current form:
It looks even more skirt-like today. I'm not sure If I'll get the body of the bag done tomorrow, but thats what I'm shooting for. I have about 14 more rows of the novelty yarn part, less if I run out of the novelty yarn. After thats its just 5 or so more rows of the wool and voila! An unfelted tote bag with no handles and a giant hole in the bottom.Tomorrow we're goign to see Curly Sue after Mom gets home from church. It'll be a quick trip, but its always nice to see CS and muss up her curly hair.
I finished A Million Little Pieces last night. I highly recommend it. Its a quick, engaging read. Half the time I was slackjawed in amazement that the author was still even alive, then suddenly he'd say or describe something small and it would absolutely break my heart. I stayed up til 4 reading it, and forced myself out of bed by 8:30 so I wouldnt be a bum today. Needless to say, I'm beat. Hope ya'll have a wonderful Christmas eve, and that The Fat Man brings you good stuff.
posted by Jennifer @ 10:10 PM
3 Comments:
Oh mercy, it's bad. Its all this damn candy. There is chocolate EVERYWHERE! I keep seeing myself going back to work 50 lbs heavier and all my teeth rotted out from all the sugar I've consumed.
I hope you have a good holiday too. ;)
First and foremost, I seriously doubt that your girlish figure is threatened by some yummy cookies. Plus, caloric intake is not considered during official holidays.
The bag looks awesome and I am every so impressed at your Christmas viewing selections. Poor Nextor. I have to avoid that one, I just can't take that much emotion.
Going to pick up A Million Little Pieces with my BAMM card, so glad you gave it a thumbs up.
Merry Christmas to you and yours.
girlish figure. hee! I'm the size of a few girls right now. (btw, you're awesome and I think your're right about calories not counting at Xmas)
here's the spoiler on Nestor: He gets kicked out of the stable because of his long ears (picked on because he's different) so his mama breaks loose, finds him in a snowstorm, digs a hole in the snow for him to curl up in, then she lays on top of him to keep him warm and she DIES! I remember being little and watching it and just bawling, first because Nestor got picked on and then because of his dead mama. Why do the animation people do that?! Why?
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