Into the New Year?

So someone explain to me why I am sitting home again on New Year's Eve. I don't think I've been out on New Year's Eve since I lived in the Frozen Frozen North. You'd think, being young (snort) and single (despite Monkey Boy), I'd be out partying in my heels and pantyhose and Spanx.

Clearly not.

Instead, I plan on continuing to wear down this seat on the sofa and hoping to go my son goes to be sooner rather than later so that the SpongeBob marathon ends. Please - let it end.

But then, maybe it is just a sign that I am old and a fuddy-duddy that I don't go out and try to party hardy. I have to admit that I don't have party filled friends (or even that many friends) nor am I dating someone. Heck, I'm not even looking cross-eyed at someone....

Which brings me to the real issue of all things. The fact that I am not dating. How do you meet people when you're divorced and have a child to care for?! I love the ads on tv that make it look so EASY. *snort* Nine times out of ten the real issue that I have is that the people I'd like to date won't look twice at me and the people willing to date me are less desireable than reading A Tale of Two Cities and then critiquing it with literary professors who admire Dickens.

How do you find that happy medium?! People who you'd consider dating and who'd consider dating you in return. I'm no longer at the point where I am surrounded by people who I can date - as I draw the line at dating small children and that is who I work with. I've been told to consider meeting someone at church, but being a divorced recovering Catholic, this may not make me all that desireable in the Catholic church. I don't think jumping from religion to religion is a good idea either in order to just find someone willing to date me. Besides, most people seem to have found someone in college and I'm not going back to that since I rather like being employed.

And then some people have all the luck. I mean, my mom lost my dad at a fairly young age (though older than I am now and more willing to not have children - maybe that is my sticking point, I want at least ONE more child). Three years later she decided to date and went out on ONE date and that was the man she married three years later. *bangs head against things* Seriously. How does someone get so lucky?! What did I do that it doesn't happen like that for me?!

In the meantime, I shall hope that the new year brings new things and new opportunities. And if you happen to find my Mr. Prince Charming wandering the Frozen North, could you send him over?! Let's just make it easier on every one. It's not like I have that many demands or anything - just intelligence, a wicked sense of humor and a never-ending desire to worship me... Nothing all that complicated considering worshipping only involves moderate offerings of gold, jewels and foot massages..

But as for the rest, may the world be good to you and yours this new year. And bring you all you desire. And that you think good thoughts for me and my quest for the new year.

It has been looking like Christmas...

Who creates these things?

These hideous hideous video games.

I just want their number. Really. That's all. I promise. You won't ever really find that body - honest!

For Christmas my son got this whole series of games about Rabbids. I hate them. Hate them with a passion. They were clearly written by a Japanese 7 year old and with that sick seven year old sense of humor because they have fart races, throw paper airplanes and collect garbage all while stealing clothes from various people.

Seven year old humor!

It makes me crazy to watch - especially since my son is constantly jumping around and yelling at the tv. I could tolerate just about anything else, but the combination is far too much. *shudders* I am going to be lucky to sane by the end of the winter break. Oddly, I believe it will be a relief to return to education and corrupting small children into thinking with higher order thinking skills. I shall brain wash them all into thinking that word games are the most fun out there. If I am lucky, I will be successful and the annoying rabbid things will leave my house FOREVER!!!! *insert evil cackling here*

In the mean time, December has not been all about annoying video games. It has been about time spent with friends and family.

And of course, Christmas cookies. My favorite kind is definitely the frosted sugar cookie. Mom makes the dough homemade and we cut them out and frost them. This year we spent over six hours creating and frosting cookies. It was delicious and as always I think they turned out even better than they did last year. And they made for a great set of pictures:
Aside from the cookies, there is family as always. Little boys and their laughter and excitement. I really feel like this was the most exciting year for Santa Claus to come and visit. Monkey Boy was very into it and made sure that everything was just so and I managed to remember that believing in a jolly red man who brings presents is an amazing thing. That even then adults are remembered in many instances.


Family sharing and laughing together. I think that is the best thing about the whole season - sharing family laughter together about things - in this case a great Star Wars cookbook for a little boy. And of course in our family - the new tradition of hideous gag gifts for siblings.


J's rubber chicken of DOOM.

M's fabulous new work shirt and excellent tie.
N's purse of many things. Many interesting contents...

Here is a better picture of the THING from HELL. It is supposed to be a backpack of a purse or something. It was decidedly ugly including all the leftovers yarn from a million different projects. The bottom of the bag was the worst - requiring three undoings and more to get it right - at at least semi-correct.

Enjoy your holiday season and remember that life is a brilliant thing to enjoy. I am grateful for all the end of this year brought and I know that next year will be even better.