Call me weird, but it's just not Christmas until Mariah Carey's "All I Want for Christmas Is You" comes on the radio. I know it's not a classic, but I just love to belt that one out in the car. Definitely a cure for traffic-inspired anger. And guess what? I heard it just today. Woo!
So, with the advent of that song and the fin of finals (I'm gonna pass! D stands for Diploma!), Merry Christmas to all! I've already got almost all my shopping done (I Heart Amazon) and it's finally turned cold. The only thing that sucks is that there's not much to be done at work. This might not sound like a problem, but I am rapidly running out of search strings. I might start bringing DVD's to work. And nothing makes it harder to get out of bed than the fact that once you do get out of bed, you're going to be bored out of your gourd for 8 hours. But, Beerfest has been released and drinking games need to be planned.
And, speaking of alcohol, I have come to a very tough realization: I need to watch how much I drink. I lose my grip on reality, and it's not pretty. And my boyfriend should not have to deal with that. Moderation is the key here. I do not need to drink everybody else under the table. It's not needed, and it's not cool. I just need to say this out loud (or type, whatever, it's out there).
Okay, enough with the heavy. The Dress is ordered and will be here in a few months!! As are bridesmaids' dresses! So excited! Florists are being called! I will be excited about the mundane because otherwise this whole wedding planning thing is a crock of shit! And non-mundane: registry picking-out (maybe that's the term)! Presents! We're (I'm) thinking Belk's and Target. Does that sound right? Is registering at Target tacky? I knew one girl who registered at Walmart, but her bridesmaids wore camo kerchiefs as tops and denim skirts, so I don't know. Help! I don't know how to do this!
And just for good measure: !!!!!!
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