Happy 2007 to all my buddies and readers (all three of ya ^_^)
It's been a profitable vacation so far, despite the fact that I was laid up in bed with the stomach flu two days before Christmas and I was fighting the after-effects until at least Boxing Day. This is the first Christmas that I remember actually feeling like dying and that I honestly couldn't enjoy the festivities. The worst part: I was laying in bed on the 23rd and my family was upstairs having a little Christmas party, complete with Santa Claus and Christmas turkey and I could hear everything they were doing :( :( :( sad pandas, indeed. I will say this: If you think that getting drunk and hungover and puking your guts out is a good time, you seriously need to review your hobbies.
Despite my illness, I made a bit of a haul this year. I ended up with:
Clothes, including two pairs of pants THAT ACTUALLY FIT!! (If you know of my sufferings trying to find jeans that fit, you know that this is cause to celebrate)
A Crock Pot (I can smell those Sunday roasts already)
DVDs: "Cars," "24" Season 5 (mmm... Kiefer... already counting down the days until January 14), the extended "Chronicles of Narnia" set, and the boxed set of InuYasha Season 2 (okay, I really bought that myself, but it was at a drastically reduced price)
The book "Eldest" (second book in the "Eragon" trilogy)
A fleece blanket
A wooden jewelry box (what I'm going to put in it...)
Fancy bath stuff
Plus, the whole family got an XBox 360 with Lego Star Wars, Madden '07, Cabela's African Safari, Cars, The Civil War and Kameo
All in all, not a bad outcome
New Years was fun, except that I was ready for bed at 11:00 pm. I did stay up, but I crashed at about 12:30 after my brother set off the fireworks. My little cousin pigged all the deli meats on the party tray, which made me want to pummel him, but I didn't (I figured that I'm 21 and he's 8, so it's probably not a fair fight, even though he can and does bruise me on a regular basis)
Now for the real drama: my brother was working with his colts today and I guess one of them took off when he was riding it. The horse was heading for a tree or something and my brother tried to avoid it and fell off and hit his head. He was okay; my dad got him in the house, but once he was on the couch, my brother started asking where he was and what just happened and even what day it was. It was scary for a minute; he couldn't even remember Christmas and he panicked when he thought he missed it. He even asked where our relatives were that were out for Christmas, but left a week ago. He remembered who specific people were, like me and my dad and my sisters and he remembered that he gave me the shirt I was wearing. It started getting funny when we started asking him who won out of the 49ers or the Broncos. He remembered the 49ers winning in overtime, but he said it felt like a dream. We figure he had a mild concussion, but he's fine now.
Anywho, that's my update for now.
Love from,
Jenny Wildcat