Hey! Where've I been?
I unwittingly started another business, making hats. I just took it up as a little hobby for the winter, and now I'm selling them. So if I get on a good and easy design that sells well and make them all summer, then maybe by next year I'll make more than $4 bucks an hour on them. Isn't that crazy? But it's fun and I still don't have to get up to an alarm clock every damn morning and drive myself out into the rat-race world and slave for The Man, so, what the Hell?
Go ahead, call the IRS on me, I don't care; I'll just incorporate into an actual business and write everything off as a loss. Heh.

I've been so busy, I haven't really even thought much of Christmas. We finally decorated the house last weekend and I only got half the stuff out. We did the outside lights and everything, though, that's my favorite part. When we first moved here, I found these purple lights, the C-7 size, you know, the large sort of bulbs? And I thought they would be cool, but once they were up and night fell, they looked like hot pink.
Yeah. That was fucking cute. My husband's biker friends really liked that.
So the next year, I went out and got clear white ones, none of these painted bulbs that were going to turn out to be some fairy color, just clear, right? Well, since there's no coating of any sort to dull the wattage, now my house lights up the whole street and it looks like you're pulling up to a flippin' 7-11. Plus, I'm not that far from the airport. Every time I hear a plane overhead, I cringe and run over and flip the switch to off for a minute.
I mean, bright.
Oh well. No need for porch lights.

And it's been cold.
Exhibit A:

That's right now at 3 0'clock. And that's warm. Last week, the high was 7. SEVEN. Degrees. Fahrenheit. The high. Seven. That's freakin' ridiculous. It's totally uncalled for.
We decided instead of having Christmas, we'd pay the heating bill and the cable bill. I'm such a retard (well actually, I'm smarter than my husband because I'm the one who figured it out) I only recently discovered "On-Demand" and we've probably had it since we've had digital cable, what, a couple years now? So we have a whole new world of movies and series we can watch when we want to and for free.
Duh.
So we decided the amount we pay for cable a month is worth it again. Just like when we first got the high speed internet, "I'd pay $800 a month for this shit!"
Totally worth it.

So I did all my Christmas shopping today in one hour, although I went out in a blizzard just to get to Wal*Mart and I could have died getting there. I watched other people risk their lives just to get to the shopping centers and buy crap they didn't need and contemplated the meaning of life and also what their credit card bill will look like in January. What's it all for? We spent maybe $100 bucks. We got all the kids each two presents a piece (we buy them about 2 presents a month all through the rest of the year, anyway, those kids want for nothing) and I sent my mom a photo album with photos and that's about it. Is that tacky? Should I be saying that? Oh well, too bad. People overspend on Christmas and should probably be ashamed of themselves, whether they can afford it or not. And you know what? Christmas is over in 5 days. You should be enjoying the season instead of buying shit.

The highlight of the shopping trip was our cashier. OMG! She was so sweet I wanted to lick her! What a doll. She was either-
a.) an Angel
b.) on drugs, or
c.) a temp employee
I'm guessing, "c". Or maybe, "all of the above." A temporarily employed, stoned angel.
She loved everything! She loved everything and every color of every item I bought. She was cracking me up. I thought she was going to say,
"Thank you for shopping at Wal*Mart and I love you!" and then I would have had to say, "I love you, too."
That would have been awkward.

So if you didn't get a card from me, don't feel bad. Here's your card - print this out and sign it, "Merry ho-ho, much love, Annie"-



Merry Christmas!