Chelsea Margaret

Ahh, yes. The holiday season is upon me once again.

Although I am marooned in Pullman until Christmas morning ( thanks, Starbucks ) the situation isn’t all too bad after all.  On the bright side, there is nobody left in town. Which means no one coming into my work, which means I get paid to spend hours sitting on the back counter, drinking tea and talking to my co workers.

I can’t complain.

Broke down and bought a Christmas tree. Which is actually somewhat suprising given my background on investing in trite holiday cheer. You see, normally, about once a year, I go on my anti-Christmas rampage, going on and on about how superficial it is, and how it pressures people to express love in gifts, and don’t even get me started about putting the Christ back in Christmas because that tangent won’t be fun for anyone.

But despite all this hatred for holiday consumerism, the multi-colored Christmas lights and Charlie Brown’s Christmas CD get me everytime. Just so happened that one of my favorite Starbucks customers was manning a tree stand in town, and when asked if they had any Charlie Brown style christmas trees, he said they had a handful of them.

So off I went.

And let me tell you, I now have the ulitmate “it just needs a little love” tree, and it makes me laugh everytime I see it. For the low price of 12 dollars, I got a little green orb, which is now strangled in clearance christmas lights and ornaments from rite aid, and it sits upon 2 tv trays covered with a red blanket in my living room. If you can imagine. They even threw in a mini re-bar tree stand, which only adds to the pathetic-ness of the little tree.

I like it though. A lot. And I’d even go so far as to say it was 12 dollars well spent, even though it will eventually dry up and shed little brown needles all over my carpet. Oh maybe it is the most wonderful time of the year. Ask me again after a few mugs of spiced wine, and I’ll probably tell you its my favorite time of the year.

On a completely random note, I sold my car yesterday. Yes, the Jeep Grand Cherokee is now owned by my coworker, Ben, so at least I’ll get to see it from time to time. My stipulation to the sale was that he keep my stickers on it, because quite frankly, they are the best stickers I’ve ever come across. One is from Amoeba music in Hollywood, and the other has a 1980’s-esque picture of James Brown, and says, “James Brown says stay in school”. I mean, come on. You just can’t peel off insight like that.  Best part? He agreed. And even paid me in cash just for the simple thrill of having 2000 dollars in cash, in my hands for at least a day. Call me simple minded if you like, but there is nothing like saying, do you take…CASH? Cha-ching! Ala Waynes World. Too fun.

But all this means that I am currently without a motor vehicle, which I find quite exciting. Using the car cash to pay off my credit card for good, and putting the rest towards a car when I’ll actually need it. And for now, I have my noble steed to take me where I want to go. AKA my bike. Ran errands today, and I must say, that is the way to travel. Exercise and errand running in one. I won’t even have to go to the gym today because I’m totally spent.

But anyways, my project today is figuring out how to make a snowglobe that doesn’t look like a five year old made it. We’ll see how this goes. Some websites say baby oil for the inside liquid, which conjures up all kinds of scary mess thoughts, and some say I need to find glycerine, so maybe that? And eggshells? Some say to use crushed eggshells as the snow, but I have a feeling they’re yanking my chain. We shall see. If anyone has some crazy jars that they don’t know what to do with, you know who to find. Apparently aquiring jars is the first step to success in this matter. I’ll be sure to take some pictures as I go.

Happy Holidays!