Yo! Christmas.

So, chillin' in the balmy, rainy, grey, dismal, but still 52 and not 3 below 0 Chicago weather here in Clearwater, FL, at my Poppa's.
Had traditional Christmas Day turkey dinner...
now entering traditional Christmas day post-turkey dinner boredom
Would be thrilled if Jeremy would call... but then I think he was planning some precise time when he could sneak away from his own family get-together and call me in a nook of the farmhouse that actually gets decent reception...
*sigh*
Seems like both my roomies got slammed with icky winter-viruses...
Am I next? O_O

As it turns out, my sister and father also are in need of a new pair of shoes, so hopefully we'll zip out to some shoe store tomorrow and rectify this need.
(Man, Jonathan, you and me both with the shoes! I almost don't want to replace my brown slip-ons.. I've worn them in so well!! I've even bored two little holes into the soles from extensive friction!
*imagining myself dressed all in black, clutching a hanky and crying..laying two little beat-upshoes in a shoe-box coffin.. some priest of ambiguous dinomination reading a psalm in the background while sad music ebbs and the camera pulls out to an arial view*)

*cough*
Well. Enough of that.
Very pleased with the huge bag of Trader Joe's snack items that Kristen (& Kevin her husband, technically) gave me for Christmas. It's been satisating the nibbles of Jeremy, Jono, and I since I brought it home.

Speaking of home, I hope Jono's doing ok. He's all alone right now. Except for the kitties.

Goma totally glomped my butt as I was getting ready to leave two days ago... I'm not sure what he was doing. First two paws just on my butt, then I'm being hugged, or pounced, or clung to...hard to tell. (And of course, there's Jeremy across the way "Yeah, I think Goma's got the right idea.")
Whenever I'm home, Goma follows me around and makes a nuisance of himself whenever I'm paying attention to something not-Goma... like the mail, or my bags, or clothes. Seriously! I think he's jealous of Jeremy! He doesn't want me to leave and go back to that other guy.. I bet that's why he and Theo wouldn't leave Jeremy's shoelaces alone even though I shooed them away twice and gave them a big shopping bag to play in.
(Oh! And my big canvas tote arrived, now I have a better way to carry groceries!)

Dad and Poppa watching basketball...
Mom's probably still watching "It's A Wonderful Life" (She has to see it every year)
Anna... disappeared..(She got bored with her Gaia Online *shock!*)

Everyone should see my nephew! He is so pretty! And he keeps getting cuter!
*Aunt moment*

Still don't have a final plan for New Years... going to be cutting things close. Get into WL late on the 30th. Dad refuses to let his Bowl Game watching at 2 PM on the 31st to be interrupted, so I'll just have to work around that.

What to do, what to do?

(Hope my textbooks all come by the time I get home. I've got like freaking 18 coming in the mail... that's going to make a big mess in the entry way, hope the mailperson is smart enough to drop them by our door.--the lock on which is sliding, so now you have to put your key in all crooked, and it's annoying!)
*shrug*

At least they fixed the lock on the building door, now it actually opens when you try to turn the lock! ^_^X

( Oooou! Is that a shiny? )

Plans

Ok, so apparently Jeremy actually made decisions (for once!) and just kinda forgot to mention them to me.
(Well, ok, so he did call and we ended up talking about it anyway...but, hey! That doesn't count!)

So, the plan is to have New Years in Chicago... the smaller details are still resolving themselves... as to whether Dad or Jeremy is taking me to C-land and when. Well, half-when. It's (according to parental standards) too late by the time we get back to WL for Jeremy (or anybody in their right mind) to be driving, esp if the roads get all snowy, which we won't know until... like that day. Oy..

Soooo, looks like I'm heading out the 31st regardless.
To be truthful, I'd much rather ride/drive with Jeremy... but then, it's also hours out of his way... I could drive from WL to Chicago for him... but he's still gaining net hours of driving time.. and I could drive for my Dad...
Bleh... although I'd much rather drive for Jeremy than for my Dad
(I'm such a horrible daughter!)
*shrug*
Everything could get dumped upsidedown still though, cus Dad hasn't talked about the ride situation with the Mother yet.
^^;

I love my family, but....
they're boring.
And....
my family...

Yet again it's the dilemma (Two lemons = a problem!) of "Yes, well, I'm kinda trying to get a life going for myself now..." and "Yes, you're my family, I should spend time with you because I'm not going to be seeing you much"
Of late, the former has been winning out in my head..
and I guess it has since like... before my senior year of highschool.
I was just, ready to go... I still have that feeling.

Poppa is ready to go to sleep... so I should go.

G'night everybody
Hope you had a Merry Christmas!