Diva
04-11-02, 05:55AM
I Could Rule The World And Still Have Nothing Without You...
I don't think anything short of a camel-prod could get me going this morning. I'm glad that the holidays are here just so I can have some time off. I ran across some lights and decorations I bought during one of my 'share your boyfriend's lifestyle' phase. I couldn't get into the sharing on how to be an asshole, though. So he got the boot and the gentile decorations went to the closet.
I loved the holidays as a child. My dad used to spoil me rotten. We celebrated both Chanukah and Christmas. A tree decorated in blue ornaments. Dreidles on the branches. He even went through a Santa phase. I was quite the snoop. I would peel away at the side to peek what was in the present. My dad caught on pretty quick. At first he used to double wrap. And hide the ones he couldn't be bothered with. Then came the threats of coal in stockings. I reminded him that he told us that Santa was a lie. He said, "Fine, then you'll be grounded." He would never threaten to take the present away. He got as much enjoyment from giving them as I did getting them. We even tried an Easter Egg hunt once. My dad forgot how many he put out and where. Eventually we'd 'smell/find' them. After that, we stuck with the chocolate bunny wars. "Dad! Who ate my ears?!?!" What?" [Louder] "I said Who ate my ears?!!" He'd come over, twist my ears, and say, "They're right here. Behind the corn." Then walk away with the distinct smell of chocolate on his breath... And a bunny foot in his hand. My friend, Bane sent me the funniest link. It's the Insanity Test. You need sound. [1 pop up]. I laughed til I had to pee. Enjoy!
I don't think anything short of a camel-prod could get me going this morning. I'm glad that the holidays are here just so I can have some time off. I ran across some lights and decorations I bought during one of my 'share your boyfriend's lifestyle' phase. I couldn't get into the sharing on how to be an asshole, though. So he got the boot and the gentile decorations went to the closet.
I loved the holidays as a child. My dad used to spoil me rotten. We celebrated both Chanukah and Christmas. A tree decorated in blue ornaments. Dreidles on the branches. He even went through a Santa phase. I was quite the snoop. I would peel away at the side to peek what was in the present. My dad caught on pretty quick. At first he used to double wrap. And hide the ones he couldn't be bothered with. Then came the threats of coal in stockings. I reminded him that he told us that Santa was a lie. He said, "Fine, then you'll be grounded." He would never threaten to take the present away. He got as much enjoyment from giving them as I did getting them. We even tried an Easter Egg hunt once. My dad forgot how many he put out and where. Eventually we'd 'smell/find' them. After that, we stuck with the chocolate bunny wars. "Dad! Who ate my ears?!?!" What?" [Louder] "I said Who ate my ears?!!" He'd come over, twist my ears, and say, "They're right here. Behind the corn." Then walk away with the distinct smell of chocolate on his breath... And a bunny foot in his hand. My friend, Bane sent me the funniest link. It's the Insanity Test. You need sound. [1 pop up]. I laughed til I had to pee. Enjoy!