It's odd, getting 'adult' presents. Tonight, i got from my family a food processor (I'm still not quite sure what they do, but many recipes say i need one), two sets of soft sheets, and a bag of grocery-type goodies. Detergent and toothpaste and paper towels and such. And $5 to In-and-Out Burger. I'll get the oven when I have a day off.

Getting stuff is so much less fun than giving it. I was so happy seeing the expression on Season's face when I gave her a present. Heather's face last year when I gave her a purple velvet jacket. I can't wait until Michael opens the stuff I bought him. I'm nervous ... I hope he likes it.

Funny, at dinner ... my mom doesn't treat any of the other members of my family any better than she treats me. She asked what I would like for Christmas dinner, and I had told her yams. So she makes yams. My dad makes a comment that they haven't had yams in a long time.
Mom:"You don't like yams."
Dad:"I like ..."
Mom:"You and Brad don't eat potatoes. You don't like yams."
And that was the end of that discussion, and my poor dad looks down at his plate and continues eating yams.

I think I might stay in tonight ... I have no clean clothes, I haven't even taken a shower yet. I should work on my needlepoint. I finished most of the body of the kitty last night, I just have to do the face details, the flowers, and the outline. It's coming out well.

I need to go get my nails done soon ... time is always the problem. Maybe sunday if I wake up early enough ... maybe monday ... maybe ...

I've made plans to go out to the desert with my family near the end of January. This is going to be a fun experiment ... My family, Michael, and I crammed into a motorhome for three days in the middle of nowhere, pretending I don't smoke. Oh yeah, good times. I'll get to ride my quad again ... i'll have fun.