Christmas Cheer!

I'm sure everyone is drying up and withering away from my lack of updates lately. Before all of you blow away with the wind, I'm here to save the day. Better sit back and get comfortable, this is going to be a long entry.

I'm finally back in Marquette nestled warm and cozy in my little apartment. I had the place entirely to myself for one night and then Dusty got here last night so we had it to ourselves last night. WHOA! Too much information.

Shorty bought Dusty and I a blender/smoothie maker for Christmas so we tried it out last night. We made a mixed berry smoothie. It was utterly delicious! I think it was more scrumptious than a bowl of fudgy ice cream.

I don't have any plans yet for New Year's Eve. Dusty bought me a bottle of sparking berry juice and he's buying us some champagne glasses. I'm ready to toast in the new year!

Speaking of "toasting", I have been sober for three months now. I'll admit that it was really hard at first. Now I don't even miss getting drunk, hangovers, or being out of control. I never thought I'd be able to say it, but I don't miss it at all. I've been to the bars three or four times since I was sick and I had just as much fun as I would have if I were drunk and sloppy. What I AM sick of are the comments from people who are really insensitive. For instance, I got this one last night:

"I would DIE if I couldn't drink!! I would go nuts!!" Yeah kiddo, way to rub it in deeper. I don't even think she realized she said something so stupid to me. It's just fucking stupid of someone to say that to me. I'm not sick for a choice, I didn't CHOOSE this for myself, and even if I had chosen it for myself, it's not nice to say such rude things.

I don't mind it when people say things like "Oh, that must be hard" or "I would have a hard time with that". Those comments are fine because I feel the same way. It IS hard. But to tell me that you would DIE? HELLO!! I will DIE if I DO drink. I don't say this much but I'm saying it now....

Dumb bitch. That pissed me off.

Anyways, I hope everyone had a fabulous Christmas. I spend the last week at home, running around like a chicken with my head half cut off and blood spurting out of the breakage. Nice image, eh?

I finished reading The Da Vinci Code. It was AWESOME. I recommend everyone to read that book. Just breathtaking. It was by far the best book I've read in a long time. I got Dusty to read it and he finished it in less than two days and felt the same way about it. So go read it, kids!

I shall leave everyone with a bunch of pictures from the past week. I hope everyone enjoys!


Here is the gingerbread house we made.


Dusty with Santa Claus.


Me with Santa Claus.


All of the "kids" with Santa.


We're adorable!


Frisky helping me wrap presents.


Here is a picture of the painting my mom did of my parent's house. She has been painting and drawing since she was a small chilly-poo. In fact, when she was graduating from high school she had a full scholarship in art for NMU, but she couldn't get up to Marquette for orientation. She's a great artist. This painting she did specifically for me. It's called "Memories of Home".