Busy, busy, busy

Hee.

I am a bad blogger. But, it's the holidays and the end of the year wrap-up at work and the time when all my friends are around and in town and having parties and so on and so forth. Life is good and great and wonderful. And far less stressful now that I'm prioritizing properly. But it doesn't leave as much time to babble endlessly about myself. It's the season of giving and love and whatnot, not narcissism. Right? So, forgive me. Once I get to Hawai'i I can annoy all y'all endlessly with tales of the beach. And the napping. And the awesome veggie sausage ball making skills of my madre. Good times.

But until then I have Muffy making me shop for 8+ hours to the point where my lower body still hurts. I have Vader keeping me company and wrapping my gifts while translating my new obsession for me (the Spanish Language Soap Opera). I have lots of new graduates from Wesleyan/Alpha Delta Phi visiting and asking for career advice (which I suck at since I can't even find me a job I like). I have Christmas Cards I can't seem to send out and cookies and bourbon balls and fudge that co-workers are inhaling (Muffy & Steph - I still have some for you). I have lots of brunches and fun things. Boxes to mail. Apartments to clean. Bills to pay. Trips to pack for. TiVo (temperamental old TiVo) to set. And so on and so forth. But it's all fun. And listing things out isn't even upsetting me. Hee. Too much Britney Spears Christmas Music rotting my brain I guess.

Anyway. More later. But sporadic more.

Woo.