I am not my mother. I
did not clean up after the party and therefore awoke to a messy kitchen. This house has not been moved into yet…yes,
things are out (some, many things are still in boxes and I plan on getting rid
of even more stuff), but it is a way-too-huge empty place without much
feeling. A TERRIFIC thing, however, is
that it has been quite rainy and cloudy since we moved here, which is fabulous.
WHAT on EARTH does one get kids who don’t need
anything and were very vague on what they want (Boy: “nothing” (he wants a dirt
bike for his birthday); Girl: winter clothes (I have no idea what she likes), gift
cards, xbox 360 and a small tv (hell, no).
The main theme this year is comfort and sleep – robes for the kids that
are super soft, and slippers for all of us.
It’s the thought that counts, right?
I came home to wrap and watched the first episode of
American Horror Story and then started the second one until the multiple stabbing
scene. I went through my Nightmare on
Elm Street phase when I was 17 and I see no reason why I need to subject myself
to this mess again, so I switched it to my Office folks where Dwight kept me
company.
I’m feeling a lot of fear about moving to Switzerland. Things like this past weekend are the
wonderful things that I would miss so much.
This is why I told everyone
about my plans to move, so when this feeling popped up, I would still feel
responsible for moving. I printed the kids
an announcements about their Swiss citizenships. I know it won’t mean too much to them, but I
hope it makes a difference.
Pictures: Hipsmas version of the Hipnic car pass; The funny rated x fortune cookie from the fortune cookie factory; Folsom tagging; Beautiful sunset and too damn much Christmas traffic: A new creek after much-needed rain;

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