December

It's almost here. Time to fret about gifts and being a good person in general. People are a lot nicer during this time of year, which is the one good thing about this consumer-oriented holiday. We put up our tree this morning, and it makes me want to bake gingerbread cookies and hand them out to people. See how the niceness is affecting me? Even looking at a freaking conifer decked out in tiny lights and replicas of various winter icons changes my mood. Sometimes I resent that objects can make me feel a certain way. Resentment will not help me be kind towards my fellow (wo)man.
Our house has a plethora of snowmen because my rommate loves them. This must be like my obsession with dinosaurs. Completely unreasonable, yet fun to indulge in. We do not have enough shelf space for all the frosty snowmen. We've got probably 7 of them on the mantel alone. I think we might have to buy a table for the kitchen so we can give the rest of them a home. She's even got a snownam nativity scene. Baby snowjesus is pretty funny. As is the fat snow(man)angel hanging from the top of the igloo-manger. I should make a dinosaur themed nativity scene. A pterodactyl could be my angel. Looks like I have a new project.

If Only the Obstacles Would Disappear

Some things that I'd really like to do as a full-time job:

-Book reviewer
-translator/community interpreter
-secret shopper
-Everything Samantha Brown does
-candy taste-tester