Almost Ready

We're all done decorating for Christmas. We don't have very many decorations, but we're starting to build a small collection.










I can't believe Christmas is almost here. I am pretty much ready except for the Christmas cards I need to send out to family. (Which I really need to get on. Mail is slow here.)

We made a gingerbread house from a kit my dad sent last week. (Thanks Dad!) It turned out rather sad, though.


I've never been good at making frosting in general. In this case, all I had to do was add water, and I still ruined it. Oh well...It didn't look too bad next to our mini tree.


One week to go! Merry Christmas!

Pause for A Moment of Hysteria

There is this gift bag that is stalking me. I swear that it is. I keep putting it away and it always ends up back on the kitchen table. I'm not exactly sure who or what is doing this. *cough* JM.*cough* (He's trying to drive me crazy, I think.) I normally wouldn't mind it too much, but it is starting to freak me out. Hopefully, you'll understand what I'm talking about after you see this picture.



You still don't get it? At first glance, this Superman bag might seem harmless. But it's childish fun is so very deceptive. I'm finding that I'm being stared at while eating breakfast and it's very disturbing.


His piercing blue eyes won't let go of mine. I can't look away. During meals, I would just stare and stare. JM would look at me like I was crazy. But I'm not crazy. I mean, Superman is obviously staring at me!



Can't you feel yourself being sucked in, too? Even as I write this post, I feel like it's watching me.





Which is why I just hid that bag in the cupboard under the sink. It will never be seen again. Sorry, Superman.

It's All About the Layers

When will I learn that it is cold in Canada? I mean, I know that it is cold, but I don't know remember how to dress properly for the cold sometimes. A couple of nights ago, we were going to the grocery store for a couple of things and I thought that I dress appropriately. I wore some heavy jeans, thick socks, boots, a long sleeve t-shirt, a jacket, wool coat and a hat. Apparently this was simply not enough to keep out the cold. I was freezing!!! So last night, when we were going to go out, I prepared my self.

First layer: My favorite warm pajama pants.


Next were a pair of capri pajama pants. Hey, I'm working with what I've got. And that is TOTALLY me in the picture, BTW.
Finally, after that I wore my basic jeans.



On top: Old Navy long sleeve thermal shirt.
On top of that was my Pirates of the Caribbean t-shirt from Disneyland.

I wore what JM likes to call my "ghetto" jacket.


All covered up by my generic wool pea coat. I also wore my scarf, hat, fake Uggs from Target, and two pairs of socks.

The final product:

The only thing I forgot was gloves. But I was still warm.

All of this for a 10-15 minute walk and back. *sigh*

Random Samplings of My Early Years

As a child, I secretly wanted to marry Michael Jackson. Well, maybe it wasn't such a secret, as my sisters would tease me constantly about this. It should be noted, that this is when Michael Jackson was still very attractive and not ghost-like. *sigh* Those were the days.


I have two older sisters. They were very bossy and never cleaned their (or my) room. This is why they deserved it when I would discipline them with a wooden spoon.

I became horribly afraid of bees as a child, and it has never worn off.

Once, I asked for homework to do over the Christmas break. I was such a nerd. I think I ended up doing a report on cheetahs. Dork...

My favorite pet every, was Nana. She was named after the dog in Peter Pan, and was part Great Dane. She was loads of fun. One of my best memories of her was when we all sat around watching Nana carefully play tug of war with Crystal's pants until they were ripped off. I'm sure there are pictures around here somewhere... When I was eight, Nana "did not have enough room to run around," she was "taken to a farm when she would play with other Great Danes and have lots of space to run." I was so sad, but happy that she would be happier. It was when I was NINETEEN, my sister was talking about how sad it was that Nana had cancer (or something) and had to be put to sleep. "WHAT?!?!" Nobody told me that! I had pictured her running in fields of daisies for so many years. Lies and deceit! Shameful...

We moved to Orem, Utah when I was ten. It was so exciting to live in a place with not only fast food restaurants, but with stoplights and a city full of elevators! Oh, how I loved elevators. (Now, they're avoided at all cost. I say that it's for my health, but really, I feel kind of claustrophobic in them.

I learned how to ride public transit from my grandma at age twelve. We rode to the mall and back. It was terrifying. Little did I know, that public transportation would become the only way I would get around. Thanks, Grandma Rena. You were so smart.


As a pre-teen, I thought I was pretty clever. I found a bunch of funny quotes, and printed them out in "cool" fonts. I cut them out and taped them all over the walls in my room. My sister moved back home and into my room, and didn't like them at all. I guess that they made the room look like a garage sale. (Huh?)

This same sister once stopped me mid-sentence and said "You know, Bonny, when you start talking, I stop listening." I was horribly offended, and she felt so bad. I like to remind her of when she said this as often as possible. (It's true that I did ramble on and talk very fast. It was hard to keep up sometimes.)

Christmas Movies

First of all, I sincerely thank everyone who commented on my last post. I didn't write that, expecting responses like that, but it sure was nice. So, thanks. You guys make me cry!

The Christmas season has been very busy around here, so far. The stores are all stuffed full, the malls are stuffy and crowded, so we're trying to stay out of these places as much as possible. On Friday night, we stayed home and watched my Disney Christmas DVD. It has short movies on it, including The Small One, Pluto's Christmas Tree, and Mickey's Christmas Carol. Has everyone seen these movies? We used to watch these movies often during Christmas time and watching them now instantly takes me back to sitting next to the tree at our little house in St. Johns, Arizona.

As JM and I were watching Mickey's Christmas Carol together on Friday, JM looked at me and laughed. "This is a kids' movie! You're just a big kid!" I guess that it's true. It's hard for him to get into the movie when it's not attached to any memories. Just like I can't really get into the stupid cartoons that are on right now. But I could watch Garfield or the Ghostbuster's cartoon and really enjoy it... Tangent. Sorry.



We had a VHS tape growing up, that was filled with recorded Christmas movies. I think that it had It's a Wonderful Life, One Magic Christmas, Mickey's Christmas Carol, Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer (although it wasn't the clay-mation one, it was just a regular cartoon), and The Nutcracker Fantasy. I'm not sure why my mom decided to put these specific movies together, but I love them.

Anyways, these are my absolute favorite Christmas movies. If you get a second, and need some Christmas cheer, here's the full video for the version of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer that is my favorite.



Enjoy!

My Jumbled-Up, Self-Absorbed Post

I've been thinking a lot lately about life in general, so pardon my spiel.


I would say that my life is very different than it was five years ago. Five years ago, I was going to UVSC, living with roommates in Orem, and was working hard at a crappy job. I was scared of the future and confused about life in general. Now, it's all changed. I'm not the same. I have different views and some different beliefs. Isn't that how everyone is? Can people really live life and say that they're the same person that they used to be?I know some people don't like the changes that I have made in my life. And I understand that. But it still stings. And I've lost a couple of friendships. And a lot of it is my fault. I've been so afraid that people will not like me now, that I didn't share myself with them.

But I'm not completely different. I still love my family and friends. I adore my nieces and nephews. I'm still an X-Files freak. My nostrils still flare when I laugh too hard. I'm still shy and awkward with people I don't know. Animal Cops still makes me cry. I still love a cheesy romance novel, and am obsessed with all things Scottish.

Here I am now. I'm in a different country, to be with the man I love. We're engaged with no date even close to being set. It's not the perfect situation or life, but I'm happy. I'm excited for the future and excited to see what I'll learn in five more years. And that's something that I couldn't say five years ago.

I'm Cheap (In More Ways Than One) ;)

There hasn't been anything too exciting going on lately, but I'll give you a rundown on all of the boring stuff.

-Even though we missed shopping on "Black Friday," we did get some good shopping deals over the weekend. We went to Old Navy and got a bunch of super cheap clothes and then went to Sears and got an almost free kitchen grill ($4!!!).

-I discovered that they recently opened a Bath and Body works in Toronto! I love their cheap lotion sales.

- I also got an excellent deal on Olay body washes. Six for two dollars. I was pretty excited. I love almost free things. And coupons.

- We got our Christmas tree and decorated it. It looks kind of bare, and I need to buy some more ornaments and lights. This was our mini tree from last year. Our new tree is bigger, which is good, but we don't know where to put it.
-Speaking of last year's Christmas, I wrapped a present for the ghost that we think lives in the bathroom, and we think it was happy. (It says "please turn off the sink", because the faucet in the bathroom sink would turn on by itself!) I need to do it again, to keep the ghost happy.
- We went to Toronto's "Cavalcade of Lights." It was tree lighting party, and it was okay. There was lots of cheesy music which included "It's Holiday Time in Toronto." It pretty much just named all of the neighborhood in Toronto and good places to drink beer. The mayor got on stage to give a speech, and everyone booed. I guess people don't like him much. But he was still full of Christmas cheer as he talked about all of the sponsors. Because sponsors are what Christmas is all about!

- I don't understand Canadian politics at all. There was an election for prime minister in October, and the present PM was re-elected. But now the other two political parties that lost decided to join together and try to get the PM out of office. Or something. I'm so confused. I didn't know that was possible.

- Wow, life is pretty boring right now. Hopefully, I'll have something exciting/important to say sometime soon. Although, it is looking to be unlikely.