christmas shopping fail

holy crap.

on my lunch hour, i managed to spend $200 on the boyfriend and his brother at wal-mart. merry red-neck christmas, boys! i suck at bank accounts. i managed to spend all that money on stocking stuffers. STOCKING STUFFERS. granted, the boys have very expensive taste (even for wal-mart), so i got a lot of organic lotions and balms, burt’s bees products, rub A535 for their joints, shower gels, mixed nuts, protein bars, bailey’s chocolates, vitamin water, travel mugs, candy cane hot chocolate… and other things i can’t remember.

the boyfriend is also getting a gaming mouse and a valet tray for his desk, and his brother is getting leatherbound journals and a giftcard for a bookstore. i can’t remember half of the other things i’ve gotten them but i’m pretty happy with my purchases.

my brother is getting a travelling backpack and a cookbook with great recipes for people who have IBS (sorry for just telling the world that your insides are rotting).

we got my mum a beautiful wooden heart-shaped jewelry box, and we got pops the new star trek DVD and some guitar strings. we also got them $50 for their favourite italian restaurant.

i got my SIL a 1 year subscription to women’s health magazine, a work-out DVD called THE WEDDING BODY, and EA active for wii.

now, excuse me while i go cry in a corner and survive on cans of tuna for the week!

– e


in a winter funk

the men of the house have had two snow days due to the insane snow storms. they’ve been eating hot soup, playing video games, reorganizing the kitchen cupboards, doing groceries, lazing around in their undernothings… etc.

as for myself? today, my first bus came early (also i arrived a little late because i was too busy cuddling the cat who likes to sleep face first in the heater so he gets all warm and irresistible), and then my second bus came 20 minutes late… so i got to hang out in the freezing cold snow storm for thirty minutes. THEN i hear this awful screeching sound which, as it turns out, IS MY BUS. it went on with it’s route for about fiteen minutes before he realized the awful sound was the metal pipes that had come loose under the bus, and were scraping against the concrete. so everyone got off the bus and waited for another.

and as soon as i got into the office, i get a text from the boyfriend saying:


… it’d be nice to be a well-established foreman of my own company too, DARLING. but i have to force myself out of bed every morning to come work for satan, himself.

i’m half-joking. those boys work 12 hour days on a regular basis, so they definitely deserve the rest. but FRIG.

they’re also out getting our christmas tree right now. apparently, trees are $20 at IKEA right now, and you get a $20 giftcard back. i can live with that. we’ll be making all of our decorations this year too, so that’ll be a fun project.