This game is deadly. I think I became fused to my chair last night, directing my little sims through their daily lives. What IS it that’s so appealing? Do we all have latent control issues we need to work through, such that telling people to make dinner and use the bathroom becomes entertaining? Don’t get me wrong, I really like this game, but I’m also equally interested in just what it is that makes it so interesting and what that says about people who play. I think this could really be an intriguing psychological phenomenon. Or maybe not…..;)
Anyway, today is our fourth wedding anniversary. We’ve been together as a couple for over seven years now…
Hmm. I had a whole entry typed up and then Mozilla crashed and I lost it before I submitted it. Grrr.
Anyway, we’re finally home after being away visiting for the last week. We had too much food (that’s what happens when you eat TWO Christmas dinners in one day, plus another the next day), but lots of good visiting. I made out like a bandit in gifts, including The Sims game and a guitar. I don’t know which to play first, lol. My cousin is going to give me some lessons on the guitar this week.
In sad news, Herb Ritts died from pneumonia on Thursday. He was a photographer whose work both in stills and in music videos I really admired. It’s very sad that he’s dead, he did fantastic work.
That’s about all. I have some frames to buy tomorrow for some pictures, and otherwise I plan to spend the week playing and playing, before I have to buckle down to finding a job. I’m happy.
I haven’t been posting much lately. I’ve been busily preparing for Christmas, which is a long-drawn out affair for DH and I. Lots of relatives, little time, too much food…
All of our shopping is done, which is good because today is the absolute last day for it, for us. Tomorrow morning DH’s family will “do” Christmas, followed by my family’s Christmas on the 25th. On the 26th, we will drive down to Myrtle Creek to visit my dad and “do” Christmas again…
Everyone is getting soap this year, lol. My mom and my aunt each bought something like 20 bars between them, and I’m giving some too. I’m determined to get my whole family turned on to the joys of goat milk soap. A big box of supplies arrived today from the nice people at Glorybee, where I get most of my oils. I’m gearing up for spring soaping…I just need to find some markets to get into and get my website up. After the holidays…
If I don’t post again anytime soon, Merry Christmas to you and yours. Peace be with you.
Sheesh, recovering from bruises and bumps is painful business. My knees are swollen, but it’s going down now. The hands got better quickly, but my toe is still painful too. Remind me to watch for curbs from now on.
I’ve decided it’s time to introduce my in-laws to some of my Mexican-American cultural heritage. So I’m making several loaves of King’s Day bread, and planning on making a chocolate drink for them Christmas Eve to go with the bread. I’m also planning on making several batches of tortillas to give to family as well. I hope they like it.
I enjoy the holidays, but I’m glad when they’re over. I love family, but they make me nuts. Sigh.
I took a spill tonight. The bank parking lot had an overhead lamp out, and I tripped with BOTH feet on a curb. Wham! I went down like a sack of potatoes, flat on my face. Luckily, I didn’t actually hit my head, but my knees are scraped up and my palms are abraded, and I think I sprained one of my big toes. I bought some arnica gel, which is amazing stuff–it helps with the swelling and bruising. I’m sure tomorrow I’m going to feel sore all over.
That’s about all. It was a quiet day.