But Moe… the dank!!
I’m really failing the deal I made with my friend Janna. She said she would write more if I wrote more rambly. And my rambly is rather lacking. But then… she hasn’t written since we made that deal, so I’m not the only one failing it. So that’s better, I guess.
There was a package at the post office today. But it wasn’t the super important exciting thing I am waiting for. Although it is kind of exciting. It’s my christmas present from Jake. He doesn’t know what it is though. That’s kinda backwards. But that’s how we work. This way I get exactly what I want. I refuse to wrap my own present though, he gets to do that. And then I can aww at the adorable wrapping job he does. heh
I feel like I should come up with something special for us to do on Christmas. So far it is just… what we do every day. We don’t even have santa hats or anything to wear to make the regular stuff seem christmassy. Which I guess goes with the ‘theme’ of the apartment. We don’t have a tree, or any decorations. We have a few ornaments, little things people have gifted our way, but that’s it. And ornaments are pretty useless without a tree.
I dunno. I just don’t really see the point in decorating. I guess that comes from growing up in a house that never put up a tree or lots of decorations or anything. We had a tree when I was really little that I think came inside. And then for a while there was a christmas tree in a giant pot growing in the backyard, but that’s about it. Because we always went to Adelaide for Christmas, so no one was home and therefore the decorations wouldn’t be enjoyed on the day that they would be celebrating… so yeah. Once I get some christmas cards I’ll blutack them to the wall, and that’s about it.
We would’ve gotten one of Lisa’s awesome colour-flashy christmas trees but I would’ve only put it up if we were doing the christmas dinner, which Stacy is doing on the 3rd of January (that’s why we are lazing on the 25th, Matt and Lisa have to work at the casino, like they did for actual-Thanksgiving) . Probably better that she’s doing christmas, I’ve seen the pictures of her place already, massively awesomely decorated. So… yes.
That sunset at the top of the page? Same day as the other pretty pictures I’ve been posting lately. I I had to run up the hill the church is on to take it. Not the church that is here. That one is a minute from here. Sunset-church is… 3 minutes? There are a lot of churches on this street.
My Hubby has a Santa hat and I have an Elf hat!
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Brett and I always go out to buy our presents for each other together, so we always know what we’re getting, too.
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I bought you some xmas toe socks so I will send them to you. Love the pics
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So pretty my dear…..And I just can’t get in the Christmas mood at all never mind decorate!!!!…..and my gifts have been bought since july lol Unfortunalty I have no excuse for it…my mom is HUGE on xmas BLAH xx I’ll be around more now YAY
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Pretty. I’d say rock around to ours for christmas but it’s a little difficult eh? ryn: you need christmas pjs, totally.
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ryn: LOL
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I don’t know what Darren has got me yet! Lee Mee xXx
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We used to put up a tree in the corner of the loungeroom that you can see from the front door. Quite a big one – plastic and green. And i used to wrap the presents and put them under the tree and then i had to take them away to take with us. And the tree stood lonely until we got home and put it away again. This was before we decorated the outside tree. Then we used just the top of the fake tree.
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Ryn: Hehe yeah. When I had first asked about the posters and stand they said I was the 2nd person to ask so I doubt it. It’s a bit ridiculous I think.
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Ouuu, I know what you could do to make an easy decorting thing for the day! You could put a big piece of paper or like, two sheets of bristle-board on the wall and draw and decorate a tree that way! No real tree, no fake tree, very little set up, and all the awesome! ~jo
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