steam from a cup, snow on the ground

For my birthday my parents gave me one of those lovely ipod nanos such as may be found in those delightful tv ads with the colourful dancing people!

Though its name is still pending, I think for now I may safely call him Fred. Who knows.

Anyways, he is golden-yellow and the back says "look at the stars, see how they shine for you" because my mum knows my Coldplay love. And he records video, plays movies, has a speaker and calendars and timers, and does this fancy flippy thing in the cd menu. I feel a little sentimental about my old first-gen soapbar ipod, but... Fred is so awfully fancy.

As birthday dinner my family and I had a living room picnic in front of the fire (all the furniture is moved out because of carpet cleaning) with soup and cupcakes.

And then when I got on facebook later that night, I had not one, not eleven, but a grand forty-five birthday notifications. Yeep! It was a rather grand moment.

oh yes, and

today is my birthday!

Look out for the dread ship Aleyula!

Have I mentioned before how much I love the kids I take care of?

Wes (or King Wes, or Astronaut Wes) just brought me pirate flag shaped cookies and a birthday card he made for me. It was too cute not to share... the first page is a pirate ship named "Aleyula", and the second is the castle from the bedtime story I made up for him Friday night. This castle held all the citizens of the whole wide world. And apparently it has a face.

but i did not do a crime of making a graffiti, copper!

Tomorrow is my birthday!!

Emily came up for the weekend, and today, after eating horrifically large servings of pancakes at the Original Pancake House (yummm), we got cans of spray paint and man-shirts and made a graffiti! We used a sheet of plywood... does that still count as graffiti if it's legal? Not sure.

Be ye not decieved by our faces... it was so cold! 35-40ish and windy. We had 3 pairs of socks on each and the biggest pot of tea you ever saw.

Emily accidentally spray painted my hands red. It looked weird. What was weirder, though, was later when I almost used steel wool to get it off. Dumbo.

We love how it turned out! It will hold a proud place on the walls of my future-home.

Tonight the sister spud is coming over and we're going to remodel shoes a la the chick from PS. I Love You, and watch The Blob. Scaaary! Or... maybe not so scary.

goodbye, old friend

tonight we say goodbye to monk, after 9 years of goodness.

yes, maybe the series finale made me cry.

and yes, definitely i solved the case before anyone else (the handwipes thing... totally guessed it before natalie did).

and yes, this may have been the best show ever.

goodbye monk, we will miss you.

i wish there were 10 of you.

my little tree

i decorated my little tree today.

isn't it lovely?

it sits in the corner and makes everything glow.

this week i've been working on perfecting ambience. you know that wonderful feeling when you pick just the right music with the light and the mood?

tonight = twinkle light glow.carla bruni.tea.tissue paper flowers.

The Wenceslot Game

My sister and I recently created a Christmastide game, and we think it is brilliant.

So, I'm going to introduce you to it.

It is "The Wenceslot Game"

In this game, you take a classic Christmas song and go back and forth singing a verse, changing the words as you go. The trick is that though it is always completely silly, you have to have some kind of storyline, and you must use a rhyme scheme.

(the game is called Wenceslot because Good King Wenceslot...ack....las!... is a great one to play with. And I can NEVER remember that his name wasn't Wenceslot.)

So. For our game, I have chosen "God Rest Ye Merry Gentleman". I will start, you continue!


God bless you, merry gentleman, for that was quite a sneeze...

Is't Possible?

Maybe, just maybe

I ate oatmeal this morning.

And... liked it.

Oh, Amy, you're rubbing off on me with your oatmeal love; turning me, of all people, who used to scorn oatmeal as "gross slimy pig-food"... into one of those healthy rednosed Scottish highlanders in "Wee Gillis".

Meet my friend, Felix Cumpliano Jr.

My friend Layne and I share a birthday (1 year apart), so today at Spanish class we had a little celebration... she brought cupcakes and I brought sour patch kids candycanes ( <3 ).

Happy birthday to us! She's awesome, we've been teamed on many assignments and always have more fun with them than is called for.

A few seconds after this Megan and Layne realized that the icing was probably staining their faces, freaked out, and ran to wash it off.

Dorcas. I love Megan in the background, though. "hey heyyy camera!"

She suggested that I buy a snuggie for my birthday. Because you have to be 18 to buy one.

a letter to snow

dear snow,

i love you.

you make everything magical.

that is all.

(p.s. ... please stay awhile)