Day 358 — Wrapping
Project 365
[for Sunday, Dec. 23 The thing is, I was there and I was fully coherent and taking photographs. And yet I still have no idea. Which is kind of awesome, I guess. As was Courtney’s cheese log and Shane’s cranberry punch. Mmmmm. I want some now. Project 365
I was invited to a party tonight, but I’ve ended up frittering away my evening at home, sort of half paying attention to VH1’s “I Love The ’90s” marathon, sipping Korbel, and wrapping the rest of my presents. Man, Patrice Oneal cracks me up. I think I could just sit and listen to him laugh for hours. My cats have probably eaten five feet of sparkly ribbon by now. Note to self: In the future,…
[for Saturday, Dec. 22] Courtesy of Rebecca, a yummy Sangiovese and a Viognier I’m looking forward to sipping on tomorrow during Christmas/birthday dinner. Project 365
[for Friday, Dec. 21] Luckily, I didn’t actually go IN there. Just thru the parking lot. Shudder. Project 365
Thaddeus Matthews brings to our attention the curious case of the pastor of World Overcomers Church (the church that brought us the crazy cross-wielding Statue of Liberty) who felt the need to urge the women in his congregation to get freaky in the bedroom to keep their husbands faithful. From Thaddeus: In the pulpit was a Queen sized bed draped in burgundy and gold. Members were wondering why the place that normally Pastor Alton R.…
I want my mom’s shirt, jeans, fingernails and hair. Oh wait. I’ve got the fingernails. Except I can’t get mine to grow out that long. And check out my dad, with the awesome trucker hat (before trucker hats were kitschy-cool) and that Grizzly Adams beard. And my sister with her sweet blonde hair and evil glowing retinas. Happy anniversary!
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