Well hello everyone!
I guess it's time for my monthly visitor....as in the blog, not the ewwwww. I'm sorry I never write. Maybe some of you check the page, and if so, thank you. I am still alive, although not by much at the moment. Why? Because I went and caught a bacterial infection in my throat (strep throat! YESS!) and my inner ear. I totally blame the fact that we haven't had heat for an entire week. This is also the week when Arizona decides to pose as a normal state and have actual cold weather in December for a change. Hmmmm, what better time for the gods to pull out the Trish voodoo doll and have at it! OK, I'm sorry for the self pity crap, but I am just so sick of stuff on top of stuff on top of other stuff going wrong. When's the good karma coming in that will make all of this crap worthwhile? I hope soon. I really want to win the lottery or something. You listening, karma??
Anyway, enough of all that noise. Christmas is coming!!!! YAY!!! I love me some christmas, and I've decided to take a relaxed, let's-just-drink-a-whole-bottle-of-wine-and-let-someone-else-worry-about-it approach to the holiday this year. Not that there will be much to worry about. But the bumps in the road that always end up there in spite of our best efforts, I will do my best to say fuck it, at least I don't have strep throat anymore!! I also have my christmas shopping done. That's right-DONE. I finished last night on the inter-web. Acutally I do still have to buy and mail something to my dad, but since I already know what that's gonna be, I am considering it DONE. Now I can sink into the old couch and enjoy the hell out of 25 Days Of Christmas. Which, by the way, I caught a REMARKABLY bad movie starring Kathy Ireland called "Once Upon A Christmas" last night. And tonight there's a sequel to it, the aptly-titled "TWICE Upon A Christmas". I hope they make it a trilogy, and the third one will be called "Thrice Upon a Christmas", because it would be nice to see the word thrice used somehow.
Sounds like a treat for awkward looking upper-class white couples everywhere.
Doesn't Kathy Ireland have the worst jaw ever? It's like a linebacker's jaw. She's very mannish, much like Lance Bass.