last night i discovered a bunch the classic doctor episodes are now streaming on netflix. i would like to hide away in a room somewhere until i had seen them all, but there’s life and christmas and all that, so i’ll have to do it a little at a time.
it’s crazy to me that it was only a year ago that i started watching doctor who at all. i remember being at my mom’s last christmas and watching episodes on my tablet while they watched movies i didn’t want to see (horror movies, no thanks). i also remember telling mady we had to be quiet the night she decided she wanted to to nite nite in my bed so we could watch the doctor. “doctor pence?” she asked, because that’s her doctor. she was two though so i thought she said doctor pants. “no, i don’t know who doctor pants is but this is THE doctor.” i told her. one of these days she’s going to fall in love with him like i have. i’m certain of it.
so it’s sunday. i have a bunch of stuff to do but i’m putting it all off until i feel like doing it. or until lunch time at least. yesterday was crazy and it can all wait.
my plans of writing here every day kind of fell apart when alan came over. that’s always a problem with staying consistent with writing online. when alan’s around i just can’t seem to do it. it’s not that he would mind, but i just can’t really get my head in the right place. that’s a problem i really need to figure out. because i want him around, but i want to consistently do my thing too.
it was good when alan was here though. i like him. and he helped me get over being so sad about being back from vacation. he also made me do boring but necessary things like get the battery in the saturn charged and taking my good car to see what the pesky check engine light was all about.
the thing about the check engine light is you never know what it means. it might mean nothing - my old honda’s light is always on because there’s something about the mixture on the exhaust that isn’t really anything to be concerned about - or it mean watch out your car is about to explode.
this time it was my downward o2 sensor. now it’s all fixed.
my bff deb was in town on tuesday. we had a late breakfast at taco johns because mexican breakfast is the best breakfast. later that day alan came over. he stayed til thursday when i saw my therapist which was very helpful. it was pretty nice out all those days and i was incredibly appreciative.
later that night my boyfriend called to say he’d left a little present in the ‘girls kick ass’ drawer (which is a drawer in my art room with a girls kick ass sticker from the 90s which was seriously just a few years ago, right?) he told me it was no big deal and not to get excited..

aww. hot tamales. i love them, but i’m allergic to fake cinnamon. it makes my tongue do weird and hurty things. but i love it so much. if i’m careful i can have a little at a time and it was just the perfect gift to cheer me up when i was needing it.
friday i took my car to topeka to be fixed up, and that day the weather turned ugly. since it was the middle of december i really shouldn’t have been so cranky about it, but i have to admit i was. i did a bunch of my christmas shopping while we waited on the car so that was good. we went out for lunch and the check out girl gave us a senior discount!

i don’t know if she was just being nice (we were having a good little chat about the weather) or she made a mistake or she actually thought we were old enough to deserve the senior discount. i am trying to not take it personally and just be grateful lunch was so cheap.
that night i got home after danny was already out with leonard and hannah was already off to work, so i sat in my bed with my electric blanket and my macbook and wasted time posting too much on facebook, looking at imgur and watching tv.
look what was on!

i love victor garber and godspell, and i love stephen schwartz most of all. pippin. godspell. hunchback of notre dame.

and then it was saturday, which was yesterday. i woke up in the am and the news people were freaking out about the oncoming storm (and they did not mean the doctor). i decided to get up and get out and get all my shopping done early! i went to target, where they informed at the checkout they were giving everyone 10% off that day. well merry christmas. i went on to a couple other stores, and even stopped downtown for a few things before i headed home to make a late breakfast for everyone.

home made mcdonalds. a thousand times better. yum!
when i told my family about the target discount, we decided to head out and stock up. well, d and i wanted to stock up and hannah wanted to buy some clothes. combined with our red card, it was 15% off everything and you don’t get that every day. together we filled up 3 carts and barely fit everything in our car! it was some crazy shopping. the overall discount, plus some of the crazy sales they were having - i was feeling like an extreme couponing lady. h said target was like a lover who got caught cheating (because of the giant security breach) - “baby, i’m sorry. please don’t leave me.” it worked on us.
the ice pellets started pouring down just as we were unloading the car.
and then i spent the rest of the night freaking out about having to go out to take h to work and pick her up. it was ugly out and it was ugly in my worried brain. i complained about it all night on facebook so i’m not going to do it here.
i am a worried mom.
i wish i weren’t.
pain without suffering, dawn michele.
and that leads us to here. so if you’ve been dying to know what i’ve been up to, there you go.
today is a day for wrapping. tomorrow is a day for cooking. and then the next days are for celebrating christmas. that should be crazy, as usual. it’ll be the first christmas without my brother around and that’ll be sad - but there will be the awesome baby girls and that’ll be fantastic.
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