This is going to sound harsh… so sorry in advance 
Sounds like you’re really hoping for this to happen. Frankly, this sounds like an even worse idea than just trying to pretend to being friends with him.
Say he does ditch VH. Right now, just before the holidays. What does that bode for his next relationship? What makes you think it will be different for him next time?
Don’t even start thinking this way. Here be dragons!!!.
I’m done with the Crimmus shoppin’! YAAAAAAY!!! This feels so good.
Moooooom I’ve been thinkin’… have you considered a nice dressy pants suit as an option? I mean, since you are not a dress person, this might be more appealing to ya and be maybe something you could use for any later dressy occasion that comes along. Personally, I think a nice dressy pants suit is as good as, and in some cases, better than a really dressy dress. Just a thought.
I now suppose that any remaining doubts there might have been on the part of anyone about my degree of gayness have been put to rest in light of the above posted paragraph. 
**swampy ** - my kid suggested pants also, and I had considered that as an option. Heck, **FCD ** is going to wear a tux - maybe I should, too! :eek: But I’ve actually seen a couple-few dresses which I don’t totally hate on the Zaftique site. Plus I like them because they have a range of models, including one who’d make me look skinny.
I was gonna play in my studio, but I just can’t get motivated to go down there. There’s always tomorrow.
I think a nice pantsuit would be a good option.
Brownies and cookies are made, second load of laundry is in, and I’m contemplating the swelling of my fingers. The last month is supposed to make you desparate not to be pregnant anymore, right? I haven’t gotten that far yet, but I wish someone had told me that the finger-swelling means I feel mildly arthritic.
Home. Successfully acquired something for my Secret Santa [del]victim[/del]…errr…recipient. Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! It’s a secret.
Now it’s off to bake.
GT
Well, there’s the solution! Just hop on down to ye olde ceramics studio and fashion yourself a designer original!
Well, I’m pretty much cleaned up and have done two loads of laundry.
I’ll wait to prettify my face before I leave for the party tonight.
Mr. Taters is cleaning himself up so he can go get his ears lowered, pick up some booze for said party, and some cashola for the party. We’re playing 99 so cash is a MUST.
Tomorrow I’m supposed to help out my nephew with his resume. That’s assuming he’ll actually show up. If not, I plan on stalking the Perfect Christmas Tree. I’ve been informed I’m doing it by my lonesome because I’m far too picky. :rolleyes:
Well, dammit, maybe I am, but I don’t want a half dead tree. I want to make sure it’s fresh, doesn’t have gaping holes, and/or broken branches. Mr. Taters was trying to talk me into getting a ginormous tree for the entry way, but I told him that’s just inviting thieves. Besides, I really don’t want to be sitting around in my entry way on Christmas morning unwrapping presents.
A seven and a half or eight foot tree will do just fine. I may even just get a seven foot tree. We’ll see.
We haven’t even started our Christmas shopping yet. I have some ideas for my son, but nothing really for my daughter. It goes without saying they’re both getting clothes, (that’s what they want), but I always try to get a special or big ticket present for each of the kids too.
I have no idea what to get my husband. I think I’m going to get gift cards or certificates to nice restaurants for my Dad, step-mom, mother and mother-in-law. They don’t need more “stuff”, and a nice dinner out is always a treat.
Frankly, I don’t know what I want for Christmas. Nothing really comes to mind. I’ve already told my mother (because she kept pestering me), to just get me a gift card to Macys or JCPenney. That way I can get what I want and not feel bad because I don’t like what she got me. Og help me, there better NOT be any friggin’ garden gnomes under my Christmas tree. Both my mother and MIL gave them to me one year. All our friends and neighbors think it’s hilarious. I’ve already threatened to hide the gnomes in their gardens.
I think I’ll cruise the Dope some more. If I don’t get back here, have a great day, feel better, smooches and hugs. Did I cover everything?
Well, then, I suppose a flock of these is also out of the question? You really could be a little less picky, ya know. 
Supper is et. It was leftovers from Chinese lunch since there was a lot of it left. Broccoli and beef for ol’ y’all know who and Moo Goo Gai Pan for me. Oh and we opened our fortune cookies.
** You will gain in popularity very soon**
** You will receive good news in the near future**
<snerk> away!
PapaJohn is cooking supper tonight - **FCD ** is fetching it. So yay!
I’ve got a fire going, finally! I’ve never had such a time getting wood to burn. OK, some of the branches were damp, but there was a lot of scrap lumber, which usually catches fast. Not today. But it’s burning. So that’s good.
Maybe I’ll accomplish something tomorrow.
Swampy! My eyes! My eyes! They are burning! How could you do that to me?
Yes, I am picky…<sniff>. Is that a problem? Hmmmm? 
My tummy is rumbly. Perhaps I shall plunder the pantry or fridge.
Two batches of cookies are cooling in their pans. I have to go pick up more sugar (who runs out of sugar???) before baking the last batch.
I’m going to take advantage of the trip to pick up a hostess gift for the cookie party tomorrow and to pick up part of my groceries for the coming week.
Have a fun party, Taters!
Back eventually…
GT
A hostess gift? You mean like a box of Twinkies?
I just had a Dilly Bar from DQ. We got some while we were out today. YUMMY!
I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned the before, but there’s a tradition in this area that involves Santa and elves riding thru neighborhoods with lights flashing and sirens screaming. Tonight was the night. I wonder if anyone went out to witness the event? I saw the main truck as it passed in front of our house, only because the trees are mostly bare.
Pizza has been consumed, and it was good. I’m drinking water, which means I’ll be up and down tonight running to the potty. Good times.
All I need is some chocolate to make the evening perfect.
I’m wiped…74 dozen cookies made. Yes, that is not a typo. 74 freaking dozen cookies made. Between 4 of us. That is a crapload of cookies.
I need food. I told hubby I’m not cooking and we are going out.
:eek: 74 dozen?!? Holy oleo, Batman! Holy holiday baking!
I need to start my baking as well–I make about 6 dozen sugar cookies (the one that you cut out and decorate) with the kids, and then I make about 4 dozen assorted others. I am almost done with the final from hell–giving up caring sure makes it a lot easier…
Out for a walk, soon, even if it is sleeting. I need the exercise.
Hazel–I can’t quite figure out why This Guy is asking you. What does his GF think of that? If I were dating a guy and he took someone ELSE, especially a female type person home for Xmas, I would be royally pissed and we would most likely no longer be dating. Is he thinking he’ll do this, piss her off, she’ll dump him and therefore he won’t have to do the dirty deed? That’s weasely as hell, if so.
And think on this: he’s cheating on her with you. Even if the above scenario pans out and you have a great holiday with him etc. What is to stop him from doing the same to you (for all you know, he’s doing it now). A tiger doesn’t change its stripes. IMO, he’s a cad. Once a cad, always a cad…
I need to wrap stuff. Saw Golden Compass today–it was very good.
74 dozen!!! There aren’t enough :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:s for that. I’m currently in the process of making just over 6 dozen for my cookie exchange. A bunch of them will go to work, some will go to my Mom and other family and some will probably go to Local Best Friend, because I think we’re having Christmas together.
Interesting tradition, FCM. Why?
Glad you’re about done with your final, rigs.
During my last round of errands, I also found one more item that was perfect for my Secret Santee. Now I just have to pack stuff up.
I think I have all the presents I need for the next two weekends. My hostess gift (sadly they were out of Twinkies, so it’ll be high-quality chocolate and some mugs) and presents for my three friends that I always exchange with and an ornament for the exchange next weekend.
Just waiting for last bunch of cookies to be done and cool enough to cut up. Then it’ll be off to beddie-bye…
GT
Hey! I resemble that remark!
74 dozen cookies? Good heavens, what are you baking for, McUne, a regiment???
I’m feeling much better this evening, thank heaven. I felt all spacey and kinda feverish yesterday evening, and zonked out right in the middle of a TV show I was actually tring to watch. Then I woke up today with a nasty headache. But thanks to Papa Tigs being sweet and kind and bringing me coffee in bed so I didn’t have to do anything but sit there and sip coffee and read for a while and get my head calmed down, by early afternoon I was feeling quite human again.
I really hate feeling sick, even for just a day. Although there are times when it’s lovely to have a genuine excuse to go crawl in bed and stay there for a while!
Well it was a cookie exchange. We were each going to bring 3 recipes, make them and exchange them. It’s our first time doing this and well…we went a bit overboard, lol.
We ended up making 14 different things. I have well over 200 baked goods sitting in my kitchen. No idea what I’m going to do with all of them. I’m thinking a ton of them will be given away. But the fudge is mine. All mine.
I don’t want That Guy to break up with Victorian Heroine before the holidays. Really. I was being dry in that post, not hopeful. (I don’t know what I want in the long run, to be honest.) And I seriously doubt That Guy would tell VH he’s invited me to spend Christmas with him and his family. :rolleyes: She might be naive, but she’s not stupid. Telling her something like that would set off fire alarms in her head.
Argh. I’ll stop whining in here. I wish I could talk about this to Minister’s Lad, but I don’t want to put him in an awkward position (where he has to sit there judging his loyalties to VH versus That Guy) and it wouldn’t change anything anyway.
:: blows get well kisses to all who need them ::
But how could something like that stay private? Even if you and he swear to take it to the grave, someday a reference will be made. Or (even worse) VM will go to his house to do the meet and greet and his family will let it slip.
I’m beginning to wonder if This Guy has a lot of brain power–just what part of his body is he thinking with?
you’ll get sorted, one way or another. We’re only fussing at you because we care.
(that’s what Mom used to say to me, anyways…)
Off to bed.
I have about 3 more hours on the Final and then I’m DONE, whether I’ve got it or not. Ha.
