Ok, so I’m done high-fiving myself. For now. My blog vacation is over. It wasn’t as relaxing as I had hoped but I did manage to get totally addicted to Twitter. Go figure.
What have I been doing? Well, let me just tell you about today.
I met Michael Phelps. (There’s more!) Unfortunately, I can’t tell you the details of my encounter just yet. I’ll explain why later. For now all I have to say is that he seriously looks like Eli Manning. HOT!
My annual family Christmas party is on Saturday. This is like, my favorite day of the year. Seriously. My family is awesome, and there is never a dull moment. We talk loud, laugh loud, eats loads, and drink even more. I learn something new about my family each time I see them, and this is not at all meant in a bad way. Anyway, each year we do a “grab bag.” Basically we buy a $25 unisex gift and pick numbers to see who opens the first gift. After the first person opens their choice, the next person can either steal the gift the first person opened or unwrap a new gift of their choice. And so on, and so on. The higher your number, the more choices you have. If you haven’t been able to follow the rules so far, go here for a better description and GET WITH THE PROGRAM!
Last year someone put a carbon monoxide detector in the pile, WTF? The best part is that one of my cousins actually needed that, so he stole it from my aunt! Lucky her!! Welcome to my family.
I picked up my present for this year’s Secret Santa today and when I tell you there is a great story attached I am making an understatement. Apparently people think I should be keeping this gift for myself, but I’m not really sure. Unfortunately I can’t give you any details because it may ruin it for certain people that read this blog that are also in the grab bag. So, sorry to be so hazy but I do promise to explain. On Sunday. After the grab bag is over.
In order to make up for my vagueness, I wanted to share this with you:
This is just today, people. AND I upgraded Wordpress to 2.7, AND totally fucked it up, AND fixed it. BY MYSELF. All by myself mang!
Back. With a vengeance.
