Friday, December 23, 2005

Chenille? Did She Sing with the Captain?

Just going to take a few minutes for a quick update here. Everything I HAVE to do before the holidays is done, but you know, since next week will be nuts too I’d better go ahead and get a jump while I can, right?

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My secret Santa was Yvette. Man, she outdid herself! Today came the final gift: a $20 gift card to Starbucks and some little porcelain Beatles figures. Wow. We also got gifts from sales, which we picked at random. I got a chenille (like I know what that is) blanket, and you know, it’s perfect for me. Masculine colors even. At home there’s frequently a blanket within reach since I’m cold-natured and all.

Lots of folks brought gifts and such too. My little Joie got me a coffee-themed ornament, Mona gave me peanut-filled chocolate candies, Teri gave me a BIG scented candle… I’m quite impressed.

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Okay, for a moment I’m going to talk about the sales aspect of my job without discussing how it makes my skin crawl sometimes. This being a proper, old-fashioned traffic department and all, the sales department appreciates how we affect their commissions, and they TOOK CARE of us this holiday season. We had two (2) good lunches courtesy of them this week, and the gifts they gave us were nice.

Now, I do wish to be mindful of just how materialistic this sounds. It’s not my intention to be that way; I simply mean to point out that in contrast to Belo, where my station didn’t so much as send me an e-card in appreciation, this place rocks.

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Lunch was big, and I’ve nibbled on so many sweets that man, tonight’s Tex Mex is likely to be just an appetizer for me.

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Marathon? What marathon?

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Tomorrow we head off to Corsicana. It’ll be the first Christmas without Frida, and she will be sorely missed.

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And the next weekend we’re headed to Angleton for the New Year’s holiday. I’m really looking forward to that!

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I’d better boogie on with my bad self. Be good. Mostly.

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