Merry [Holiday of Your Choice]!

Ah, christmas eve. I've always enjoyed xmas eve as much, if not more, than the actual day of xmas itself. It's all about the anticipation. The baking, the wrapping, the shopping, the planning, the possibilities. That's where the magic lies.

Anyway, I'm spending christmas eve this year eating pizza and watching cartoons, by myself. I could be wrong, but I'm pretty sure this is the first christmas eve I'm spending alone. Usually I go up to my dad's house to spend the night, and open presents in the morning. However, seeing as how I'm hosting christmas dinner tomorrow it makes little sense to drive up there tonight, then go to my aunt's house for lunch then rush back here after. Really, I've been quite busy today, cooking and doing the last bit of cleaning. Oh, and nana-proofing the apartment. You know, taking down a poster here or there, stashing the porn, hiding the bodies, flushing the crack...

I'm not nervous about hosting my first holiday. After all it's going to be a laid back affair. I don't have to make a big meal or a turkey or whatnot. We're doing it buffet style, since my apartment can't accomodate enough tables for us to do a sit and pass meal.

So, my vacation is almost over. :( Part of me feels like I haven't accomplished anything. I like to take that part and punch in the face. I've been able to do get plenty done. I slept in everyday, took a whole carload of stuff to goodwill, and cleaned. Well, some cleaning, but mostly organizing.

Well, it's getting late. I probably should go to bed before Santa arrives. ;)

Merry Christmas