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My Extravagantly Indulgent Christmas Wishlist

Monday, December 1, 2008

**Update It's the wee hours of the morning and Mr. Linky seems to be crashing. Comment below and email your link and I'll include it in the post body**

The uncertainty of the current economy (are we in a recession or aren't we?) has many people scaling back for the holidays . In the blog world I'm seeing a call to
support local retailers and mom owned businesses. To buy handmade.

And that's as it should be. Local merchants and products made in our country keep the economy moving and strong, create jobs and helps our environment. I'm all for helping the little guy. I plan to do my part and spend hours on browse Etsy for affordable Christmas gifts.

But, (and there had to be one, right?) I don't see anything wrong with a little bit of daydreaming. A little fantasizing about things we'd like to have just for the pleasure of having them. Wishing, if you will.

While it might seem a bit selfish and self indulgent to some, I see nothing wrong in letting the imagination wild if it brings a smile to your face.

“Wishing is good for us. Daydreams, fantasies, castles in the air, and aspirations all drive us forward, impel us to make things happen. They also tell us a lot about ourselves. Our wishes come straight from our core, and they are loaded with vital info." - Anonymous

If someone were to ask me what things I'd want Oprah's elves to bring out to me while I tried not to faint dead away from happiness (how pissed were the people in the audience last week!) I could rattle off a list a mile long. But that would get boring. So I've narrowed it down to five.

I've had this item on my list for some time. I've put it out in the universe that I will own these before I turn 40. They are so beautiful, timeless and classic.

Why I want them needs no explanation.
Take a moment and just drink them in. Gorgeous, right?

This second item can actually be classified as a need and a want. I need to go back to school so I can find a job and I want to be able to use my own laptop. See how I did that?

Seriously though, if I want to learn InDesign, Illustrator, Dreamweaver and Flash I need a system with some serious brawn. And this computer juggling we're doing now with our desktop and hubby's work laptop is getting a little old. Plus, Drama Dad can play his WoW and check Fantasy Football to his hearts content without me breathing down his neck because I have to get my post done. A want, need and marital aid! Can't put a price on that!

The third thing is something hubby can use too. We've been wanting a grown up camera for some time. I dropped the one I use now the last time I went out with The Bitches. Since then there's been an ominous rattling noise from somewhere inside and the lens jiggles.

One thing I've really enjoyed about blogging is participating in Wordless Wednesday. I notice things more because I'm trying to frame them in my mind and I take a lot more pictures than I used to. I'd like to see what I could come up with armed with better tools.

Santa brought Drama Kid a bike last Christmas and the training wheels came off not too long ago. I have a bike, but the rust is so bad I'm afraid it's going to disintegrate at the slightest touch leaving only the tires and seat. It's not pretty. But this bike is!

This Schwinn is the Rolls Royce of beach cruisers. I bet the ride is so comfortable and smooth. Like business class on a transatlantic flight. Sigh.

And because I'm not totally selfish the last item is a family vacation. We've never been on one and Drama Kid keeps asking to go to the places he's heard his friends talk about. He keeps mentioning Hawaii but I say French Polynesia all the way!

A hut over the water with glass floors to see the tropical fish? Hunky Polynesian men rowing out to bring me drinks with umbrellas? Yeah, I think I could go for that.

If I were to do this again next week there might be a different pair of Louboutin's or I might want to go to Greece or Spain, but basically it would remain the same. Although I could be swayed by a great handbag.

Now it's your turn. Post the five things you'd put on your list on your blog and leave it in the Mr. Linky below. It will be fun to see how different everyone's lists are.

I'm Married to a 15 Year Old

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Not only did my husband wait in line at midnight Wednesday night to buy the latest World of Warcraft, but he took yesterday and today off of work to "set it up."

New levels of geekdom have been reached here at the Drama House. I'm a little embarrassed to claim him right now.

He's been in front of the computer almost non-stop. He's taken breaks to eat but I fear he'd pee in plastic bottle if he thought he could get away with it.

I tried to think of when, if ever, I camped out or stood in line for anything and the only thing that came to mind happened in the late 1980's.

I was in junior high. My best friend called me beyond excited and squeely and said I was never, ever going to guess who was going to be at the mall in the valley signing autographs!!!! Even over the phone I could tell she was jumping up and down. I played her reindeer game and said, "who?" and she screamed in my ear THE ENTIRE CAST OF 21 JUMP STREET!!!!

And then I started screaming and jumping up and down too because Oh. My. God. Johnny Depp!! Signing autographs!! At the mall!!

I begged my mom to let me go and a few days later Mrs. Best Friend drove us to the mall on the day that had been circled with a heart and smeared with kisses on our calendars.

I took great care with my outfit: a pink half sweater, acid washed jeans, a white belt (the kind that buckled on a diagonal so the tongue was hanging down below my waist) pink and blue eye shadow, multiple pairs of socks and leather booties. Cut me some slack, you know you were dressed the same way!

We got to the mall when it opened to be at the front of the line and were blown away that there was no line.

Johnny and co were signing autographs to raise money for a charity and one could either buy a spot in line or contribute canned goods. We, being tweens with no money, opted for the canned goods.

So, with no line we decided we had time to walk around the mall for awhile and schlepped our cans of condensed soups from store to store while checking the mall courtyard periodically to stay ahead of the crowd.

Do I even need to say how miserably we failed? One minute, it was all clear and then BAM! The mall exploded with hairsprayed, acid washed, hormonal tween girls.

I don't remember too much of what happened after we got in line. It was a blur of screaming and neon and big hair. We dropped our canned goods in a big barrel and waited in the line to go up on a little stage where the photos were being taken.

We were hustled up the stairs and pushed in front of Johnny and Peter so fast our hair barely had time to settle back in place before the photographer snapped the Polaroid and we were shoved down the stairs so the next girl could take her place. If Holly Robinson, Steven Williams or Dustin Nguyen were there too I don't remember, because really? Who cared? It was all about the Depp man.

It was a totally bitchin' day. I had that Polaroid taped to my closet door like, for ever. What about you? Have you ever camped out or waited in line for anything?


Friday, May 23, 2008

For those of us who are WoW widows, (World of Warcraft, the game hubby plays, which I bitched about here) sports widows, Playstation widows or any other type of widow this video, sent to me by hubby, should make you laugh.

Have a good holiday weekend!

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