Happy Birthday to Me
Seriously, you don't know how happy this makes me. I no longer have to embarrass myself by carrying my AM/FM cassette Walkman to the gym. He even gave me an armband thingy so I can wear my music on my arm like all the cool kids, instead of stuffing my Walkman down the back of my shorts.
I am HIP! And maybe my shorts won't fall down anymore!
Here's what he had engraved on the back:
So, have you all heard of these iPods? It's amazing! There's this thing called iTunes, where you can find almost any song you can think of! Then you just click Buy and it magically goes through a wire and lands on your iPod!
Internet: (rolls eyes)
I'm smitten, to say the least.
Behold, a very random selection of songs that represents my very first iPod playlist. You are not allowed to laugh or make rude comments, unless it's behind my back.
Kiss Off- Violent Femmes
Hot in Herre- Nelly
All You Wanted- Michelle Branch
Build Me Up Buttercup- The Foundations
How You Remind Me- Nickelback
Hung Up- Madonna
Life Less Ordinary- Carbon Leaf
In da Club- 50 Cent
Shake Ya Tailfeather- Murphy Lee
Give it Away- Red Hot Chili Peppers
Toxic- Britney Spears
U and UR Hand- Pink
Shame on You- Indigo Girls
Independence Day- Martina McBride
M also bought me a tree skirt, which he found on sale for $13. Normally you don't tell people how much gifts cost, but he knew I'd be proud of his mad shopping skillz.
It looks a lot better than the wrinkled sheet. Trust me.
Okay. Might as well move on up the tree and show you some ornaments, since I know you're dying to see them.
I have an impressive collection of I Love Lucy ornaments, thanks to my mom. Here are my two favorites:
From the candy factory episode.
This one lights up and plays the famous
Shoot. I totally shouldn't have advertised my stash online! That was risky.
Y'all don't know my address, right?
We also have lots of White House ornaments, because you can legally be beaten and thrown onto the Beltway during rush hour if you live in the DC area and do not buy a White House ornament every year.
I think this is supposed to be Dubya
on his rocking horse.
And yes, we have ornaments for the rocker in the family, too. It's okay if you want to steal these:
Nothing says Christmas like platform boots and
scary, long-tounged men in makeup.
Jim Morrison says, "Light my fire, baby.
And also, happy holidays."
We went to a scrumptious dinner at Evening Star on Saturday night. If you live in the area, I highly recommend it. Cozy, hip, and a wine list as thick as my arm. Okay, my lower arm.
Now, if you'll excuse me-- Nelly's waiting for me. It's getting hot in here and I have to take off all my clothes.