Published by Tamara on 30 Dec 2006
I think most of my friends are out of town for the holidays. The reason I say, “I think,” has a bit to do with me not keeping in touch with my friends enough to A. know if they’re still my friends, and B. know if they went out of town for the holidays. I have become that girl. It pains me a bit, but it also makes it easier to not leave the house and talk to people. I’m a total weirdo and this week vacation is making me even weirdoier.
I know for sure Tara is out of town, because I’ve been feeding and cuddling her cats, Lola and Rico, for her. Unless of course this is some kind of weird experiment to see if I will actually leave the house every day in order to fulfill my obligation while Tara watches me via hidden camera to see if I snoop inapropriately. As yet, I have left the house every day to feed the little minxes and I have not snooped inapropriately, or at all, really. Suffice is to say, I would still be in my pajamas and unwashed if Tara hadn’t left her cats in my care.
Another pair of friends is out of town and I’m feeding their koi fish. I’m also not convinced it’s another clever ruse to see if I’ll drink (and then replace) their Mike’s Hard Lemonade. (Which I totally did. At 3pm. Vacation is awesome!)
I don’t think we have plans yet for New Year’s Eve (or as I lovingly call it “Amateur Night”) and so far that’s OK with me. I plan to pop the bottle of Veuve we got for our housewarming, and if I’m the only one drinking, well, more champagne for me.
I’m trying to think up a new resolution list, and wrap up this one. I’m pretty sure I didn’t do too well, but my new thing is making sure I’m not sweating the unimportant - like for instance the fact that I have $2.00 in my checking account until next Friday. Not sweating it, because I have gas in my car, liquor in my cabinet and food in the cupboard.
In case I don’t get here tomorrow, Happy New Year!