I think he should be buying his Godmother a NY apartment that sleeps 8ish or so... Especially, since it seems his Mom ALREADY has a house. You don't have a NY apt!
I hung out with Cheyenne Jackson in his dressing room waayyyyyy before he tickled D2."unleash the girly"
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Girly, too bad you couldn't spend that money on holiday head apparel.
Moony, I agree with Girly, the Godson needs to buy us...ummmm I mean you...an apartment in the City that sleeps about 8. I will take care of it during the week...promise.
"To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Morning Adults. I have the crud. Yuck. Early calls today and tomorrow, but at least tomorrow I am working from home.
Me no like the crud.
Two gifts left to buy, and then I am done. Both of them for assistants - one here in LA (who is my primary assistant and den mother for our department) and one in CR.
I have one left. My 21 year old Goddaughter. I'm stumped. I have the yearly Hallmark Godchild ornament, but that's it. When I texted her asking what was on her list for Santa, I got back, "You don't have to buy me anything!" I wrote back, "WRONG ANSWER!" Her Mom and sister were no help, either. :::sigh:::
I hung out with Cheyenne Jackson in his dressing room waayyyyyy before he tickled D2."unleash the girly"
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
That's what little Boobs said when I asked which gift card he wanted. He feels this way they can spend it anyway they want. The ones I got charged $4.95 for the card. Some charged $5.95, so check before you buy them.
"To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
One last gift card to buy. I have an FSA that only works for glasses and dental - just got some nice, somewhat chunky Tom Ford glasses ordered on Tuesday - so that money is good and spent. My optometrist is one step above a mill, but I have been going there forever and they always treat me right - so I stay. The ladies were gushing over me and my new svelte frame on Tuesday.
And Mooney, I had not idea you were godmother royalty! (at least in TV terms).
'Morning! Technically, the offices are open next Monday and Tuesday, but if I pop in at all it will only be for a few hours. Mama's got prezzies to shop for!
I've got Hubby's work Christmas party tonight (I usually bolt out of there within 20 minutes) and stopping by a Best Buddies gathering that one of our school parents is hosting tomorrow night. Sunday afternoon we have tickets to the Baltimore Symphony Orchestra's Messiah concert. Two of Moonchild's friends are in the chorus.
Tomorrow I have to help do some church things in the morning and then off to see my friend's theatre troupe's production of Little Women: The Musical. I still need to pick up some wine for Christmas Eve gifts and then food shopping for my Christmas day meal. I always look forward to hosting Christmas Day, but after about 2 hours with my family I repeat the same question, usually out loud, "Why do I do this?"
"To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Tonight I'm getting together with the 3 colleagues I like (and 2 I tolerate) for an evening of what I'm calling "Bowling With Bourbon."
Hopefully this damn sinus headache will abate by then.
If not, tomorrow's gonna be hell.
Cheyenne Jackson tickled me. AFTER ordering SoMMS a drink but NOT tickling him, and hanging out with Girly in his dressing room (where he DIDN'T tickle her) but BEFORE we got married. To others. And then he tweeted Boobs. He also tweeted he's good friends with some chick on "The Voice" who just happens to be good friends with Tink's ex. And I'm still married. Oh, and this just in: "Pettiness, spite, malice ....Such ugly emotions... So sad." - After Eight, talking about MEEEEEEEE!!! I'm so honored! :-)
*the cows in santa suits bring cocoa and turn on the Christmas/Sideshow display*
Attend the tale of Bovine Boy
His party threads we all enjoy
But does he have Mad Cow Disease?
He doesn't eat beef - but cows skating? - oh please!!!
With cocoa!?!
And lemonade!?!
The heifer-mad poster of Broadway
(World)
It's beginning to look like Christmas at the Brd house!
We always spent New Years Eve at a friends party, which they hosted for @ 20 years. They stopped hosting 3 years ago. Turns out, they had decided to divorce and no one knew until this past summer. They managed to hide it well!
I am hosting my annual game night for New Year's Eve. I missed it last year for the family cruise down the big mud, but will be doing it again this year.
About 10-15 folks - lots of laughter, libations and games, and then they are all gone by 12:30. Plenty of designated drivers.
Conference call for the past 2.5 hours...
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