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11:09 p.m. + 2003-12-24 = christmas#1 down.

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presents have been unwrapped. don't ask me why or how christmas eve has become the family's traditional christmas. i think it started as impatience and the whole pastor-family time dilemma of christmas day christmas. anyway... let's hit the highs and lows shall we? ok...

in the exchange/return pile we have:

1)an arguilish half-zip, green, mock-turtleneck [already WAY too many adjectives] sweater from american eagle... it was EXTREMELY hard to feign gratitude/enthusiasm. so hard, in fact, that the whole state of minnesota knows that i do not care for it.

2) the passionate vegetarian cookbook. which i have now been given five times within the last year and half. people's hearts are in the right place, they just simply need to coordinate with other present buyers or peruse through my library.

3) from dad... a food processor. the wrong one. it's not something that i absolutely need for starters. and i only wanted one if it was a robotcoup or cuisinart. i've been given a hamilton beach... and in addition to it's total lack of aesthetic beauty, it'll never stand the test of blackbean hummus (which is the reason i requested the blasted thing in the first place.) dad buys all his gifts at the army px store. so, in other words... we need to wish me a big sarcarstic, "good luck" on the return of this one. though, if sears takes it back... there's some pots and pans i've been eyeing for quite some time.

and in the winner's corner:

outkast lp from li'lest sister.

family guy 1&2 from li'l sister.

that kenneth cole bag i salivated over the day i went glasses/new outfit shopping with mum, from mum.

and my new teddy bear, i mean... kitchen aid ULTRA mixer. that's right! ULTRA. mum went a step over the classic (which i only asked for becuase i thought it better priced and realising a mixer was a WAY lot to ask for... come holidays though, i often forget that we are poor.) but no, i got the ULTRA. it's beautiful. i licked the box. i'll sleep with it in place of old teddy bear. then tomorrow, i will mix things. anything and everything. it's gorgeous. i'm still giggling over mere thought of it and want to return home to make sure it's alright. hmmm... it needs a name... it'll come to me.

but anyway, i have some knitting to do. 28 days, 28 excrutiatingly long days and then presto! voila! cloud nine. (make that cloud .... um... yeah, i'm getting randy. best not to divulge too much. and leave it up to all your holiday-sickened minds.)

god jul till alla och lycka i det nytt aar.

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