Holiday Cheer and Stupid Biker Santas

Well, the stockings were finally hung last night. The house was cleaned and the mantle has been decorated. We have (gasp!) decided to forgo the Christmas tree this year. Well, we do have up a tiny one that cost me $1 several years ago, but that is it. We won't be here on Christmas Day and the tree blocks my seat on the couch from properly seeing the TV. Eid is Wednesday and I finally got my Eid cards stamped and addressed. And so, this is all I have the energy to do. It has been lots of fun actually having a minute to get into the holiday spirit, hence the reason for the red and green Photoshopped photo of me above. I couldn't resist.

Today was a mostly fabulous day. I have been going through a very difficult time at work, and finally today, the situation was resolved. I had given up hope, but my faith was once again renewed. In the end, the good guy does win. And that makes me happy. I also got a beautiful orchid and Target gift card today as a thank-you from some graduate students. And I have made all A's! I saw my favorite professor today who informed me I had made the highest grade in the class. And so, hard work does pay off. It makes me feel so much better that what we do really does matter. Working hard and doing the right thing really is important, even if it seems like it doesn't matter at the time...it most certainly does.

But then I was a little bit hurt.

Flashback: 1996, High school Anatomy class. This girl hands out birthday invitations to everyone in the class (like 25 people) except to me and one other person. And we only had 54 people in our entire grade and half of us were in that class! I was devastated. I decided then and there that my child would never hand out invitations in class.

Today: 2007, Work. This lady hands out Biker Santa toys to 6 people at work, leaving out me and a few other people. And this lady tries to get me to do her work all the time! I have helped her out so, so much. And she didn't even give me a damn $2 Biker Santa from Dollar General. And she acts like we are such good friends! And no, I don't really want a Biker Santa, per se, but regardless, it made me feel left out. I know I am hypersensitive, but I can't help it. I decided then and there I would always have gifts for everyone or for no one at my place of work.

I guess whether you are 16 or 45, some lessons people never learn. But please, listen to me, dear readers...please do not hurt someone's feelings by making them one of the few who has to go sans birthday invitation or Biker Santa.

But other than that, it was a fantastic day. And it's not over yet, as Bert and I will head out shortly to dine with friends. Friends that would most certainly give me a Biker Santa if they had one. Yesiree.

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Woo Hoo!

Finally, I'm finished -- and two days early! I worked my butt off this weekend to finish a paper early, and it feels great. All I have to do is hit "print" and drop my paper off. I just took my last exam, and I feel so RELIEVED!

My brain has been so fried that I made quite an embarassing mistake at work. One of my job duties is to plan all events, and so I was turning in a receipt to be reimbursed for soft drinks and plates that I had purchased - or so I thought. The accountant calls me into her office and says, "Anisa, we cannot reimburse you for pantiliners." PANTILINERS, people. I had bought some personal items the same day I bought all the stuff for work and I turned in the wrong receipt. One with PANTILINERS on it. That sums up how frazzled I have been.

And so having a day off from work tomorrow couldn't have come at a better time. Tomorrow, I will get all of my Christmas, Eid and birthday (for a baby) shopping done. It will be great to shop on a Tuesday instead of a weekend or after work. It might actually be enjoyable!

Thanks to all of you for your words of encouragement and support. Now, I just have six working days left and then I am off for two glorious weeks. Things are definitely looking up.

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Randomness

Life has been a little on the random side for the past 12-15 hours. Here's the rundown:

Thursday, August 30
5:15 p.m. - Leave work for Belk to buy Bobbi Brown eye brightener under the advice of Heather. My friend literally thought I had a BLACK EYE Monday in class, so I decided to try some new concealer.

5:30 p.m. - Approach Bobbi Brown counter and ask sales lady about eye brightener. She informs me that my under eye circles are too severe and that I will need the corrector AND concealer.

5:35 p.m. - Bobbi Brown Lady (BBL) asks if she can do a makeover. I oblige...Bert has Open House, so I have time to kill.

7:15 p.m. - Makeover is finally over, praise the Lord. I come to find out about BBL's entire life and figure out that she just started at Bobbi and so she needed someone to practice on.

7:20 p.m. - Purchase corrector and bronzer. Head home, grateful BBL was not pushy.

7:30 p.m. - Catch up with Washington, DC BFF Amber.

8:30 p.m. - Get ready to go out to watch the Mississippi State game. Freshen up after makeover and put on MS State t-shirt.

9:15 p.m. - Bert and I meet friends at WOW (World of Wings). Laugh when LSU friend accidentally wears maroon.

9:30 p.m. - Order kid's cheeseburger after asking Chris, our server, "Is it bigger than Krystal?" He responds yes.

10:00 p.m. - MS State is getting killed by LSU. I am feeling depressed and yet at the same time realize that I have really only watched a total of 30 seconds of the game even though I have been facing a television for two hours.

11:00 p.m. - Go home, 45 points and 6 interceptions later. It is so hard to be a Bulldog.

Friday, August 31 a.k.a. Payday :)
4:00 a.m. - Wake up, am convinced am having heart attack. Realize Bert fell asleep on couch watching TV and go get him, thinking to myself that I almost died and he wouldn't have even known. Am too sleepy to think any further. Am so happy that I don't have to pee.

7:30 a.m. - Wake up again, late as usual. Happy to be alive.

7:50 a.m. - Realize iron is not working.

8:15 a.m. - Put on new dress because it doesn't need ironing. Enjoy new Bobbi make-up.

8:30 a.m. - Get to work, happy it's Friday. A little sad that I don't get a lunch today due to a meeting, but happy that little fact bought me 30 minutes in the morning.

9:30 a.m. - Compulsiveness demands above events be chronicled for your reading pleasure.

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Laissez les bons temps rouler!

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