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But they're slowly dwindling.
So, the car doesn't work. The Stroppy One and the Madwoman in the Attic were going to head out and run errands on the day of extreme cold. the car didn't start, but the alarm kept going off. After consultation with various automotive mechanically -minded friends, the common consensus is that it might be the solenoid, which is not great. Fun! So much Fun!
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We were going to go to a friends' Christmas get-together (someone was going to play taxi for us), but guess who woke up Christmas morning with a migraine? Thanks, Sandy Claws. After all my effort to be good this year. We spent the day on the new recliner sofa, watching movies. I finally got to introduce the Stroppy One to a family holiday tradition: watching Arsenic and Old Lace.
"This is your father's fault, isn't it? But it's not a Christmas movie."
Which means I never told him the holiday tradition story! I thought I had.
The Christmas I was 10, Mom was in the hospital undergoing chemo. Understandably, no holiday decorating had been done. So on Christmas Eve, Dad let me stay up late and help decorate the tree. The late-show movie? Arsenic and Old Lace. Therefore in my world, it's a Christmas movie.
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Did I mention the first day of the work conference I'm going to during the first week of Jan. is sci-fi themed? It is. I ordered a set of uniform patches for Ellen Ripley, and whipstitched them onto one of my high collar Unnerving Governess dresses. I also ordered some broken Aliens action figures; the Alien Queen's head is being turned into a pendant, and the other xenomorphs are being dismembered and attached to a tiara. The Madwoman in the Attic offered me her screen-accurate facehugger to take as a prop, but yep, it is Screen-Accurate and freaked me right the hell out.
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The length of this post brought to you by finally having my computer, monitor, keyboard, and mouse set up!
So, the car doesn't work. The Stroppy One and the Madwoman in the Attic were going to head out and run errands on the day of extreme cold. the car didn't start, but the alarm kept going off. After consultation with various automotive mechanically -minded friends, the common consensus is that it might be the solenoid, which is not great. Fun! So much Fun!
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We were going to go to a friends' Christmas get-together (someone was going to play taxi for us), but guess who woke up Christmas morning with a migraine? Thanks, Sandy Claws. After all my effort to be good this year. We spent the day on the new recliner sofa, watching movies. I finally got to introduce the Stroppy One to a family holiday tradition: watching Arsenic and Old Lace.
"This is your father's fault, isn't it? But it's not a Christmas movie."
Which means I never told him the holiday tradition story! I thought I had.
The Christmas I was 10, Mom was in the hospital undergoing chemo. Understandably, no holiday decorating had been done. So on Christmas Eve, Dad let me stay up late and help decorate the tree. The late-show movie? Arsenic and Old Lace. Therefore in my world, it's a Christmas movie.
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Did I mention the first day of the work conference I'm going to during the first week of Jan. is sci-fi themed? It is. I ordered a set of uniform patches for Ellen Ripley, and whipstitched them onto one of my high collar Unnerving Governess dresses. I also ordered some broken Aliens action figures; the Alien Queen's head is being turned into a pendant, and the other xenomorphs are being dismembered and attached to a tiara. The Madwoman in the Attic offered me her screen-accurate facehugger to take as a prop, but yep, it is Screen-Accurate and freaked me right the hell out.
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The length of this post brought to you by finally having my computer, monitor, keyboard, and mouse set up!