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24 November 2009 @ 01:44 pm
Big thanks to all who shared their Sam, Dean, Jensen, and Jared pics with me in this post over the weekend. It was a fandom swap meet, and I've saved off prettiness to replace the pics I lost!

Pimpage, because I know some of my f-listers will be interested in this: Sign-ups for the first SPN femmeslash exchange at spn_fs_exchange are open. Hurry, before you miss your chance!

I'm still battling the cold from last week, which never really got fierce but is still trying to creep into my lungs. I biked in the garage on Sunday instead of running, because stuff would repeatedly settle at the top of my lungs, and that's no good when you need the big airflow. I could have biked outdoors, but we burned up our daylight by running off to a matinee of The Blind Side after the kids left with their aunt for the Bay Area. We enjoyed the movie, and it'll be okay for Christopher (though I warned him to shut his eyes and ears during one scene in particular).

I also prowled around Etsy a lot, looking at penguin-related things (my weakness). Lots of cute zippered pouches, though I can't think of anyone with a real need for one of those. I found a penguin Nativity Set, a penguin sitting on a Star Of David, a Zombie Penguin Popsicle (no idea why someone would make that, but you HAVE to look anyway), and Dead Penguins Are Superstars (I have no explanation for that one). o_O

anteka also just posted up these Olive Penguin Appetizers, which are almost too cute to eat. But darned if I don't covet them!

Still turning over Christmas gift ideas in my head. If it seems like I'm skipping Thanksgiving, it's because we're kind of not doing that this year. The kids will be having an actual Thanksgiving feast at their aunt's, and we'll be vegging out and resting. Had the kids stayed here, I was seriously considering Chinese Food, because HSH is our cook and he won't be up to eating anything let alone making it (Chemo #7 of 8 is today). So mentally, I'm started the Christmas flailing a little early and hoping to have it finished early too, just to remove some of the stress. I wind up doing almost all the shopping for everyone as it is (including HSH's relatives), and it wipes me out. I do have an unusual gift for Lauren, though, randomly discovered at a mall shop she dragged me into: a lemon-scented candle. I had one of those as a pre-teen (I think it was a gift from my older sister), and I could not get enough of it. Loved the smell! Apparently Lauren does too. Just have to track one down now...

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Deadbeat Nymph: dean nosedeadbeat_nymph on November 25th, 2009 06:19 pm (UTC)
My father's side eventually led to the pathetic plastic tree I blogged about awhile back, where eventually some of the branch ends had to be wrapped in duct-tape to keep from falling apart. Nothing says "holiday spirit" like stringing stuff together with duct tape. ;)

Hey! Was your father John Winchester? Methinks you've been holding out on us... ;)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: heh-hehhalfshellvenus on November 25th, 2009 07:13 pm (UTC)
He kind of was, in that he moved us far too frequently (4 towns and 5 houses before I left for college) for no really good reason, and he always managed to rationalize choices that HE wanted to do as "not being a real problem for any of the family."

Believe me, if you have a shy kid, moving them multiple times and also isolating them in areas where there are no other kids around has a negative effect.

The tree thing, though... My father has this problem of "not seeing the forest for the trees" (here, literally). He is very detail-oriented (obsessed), and often cannot step back and see the big picture. So he'd be left at "Well, the tree fits together now" and never make it to "My god, we're celebrating Christmas every year with a plastic tree, and it's a defective plastic tree." :0