.:] Happy Holidays Indeed [:.

Pops just pulled the infamous Christmas Ham out of the oven. The air is filled with the smell of brown sugar and cloves - I can't complain about a damn thing. That's so wonderfully refreshing.. my sisters will be over in a little bit to celebrate the Eve here with us. Then off to a midnight mass... This is going to be a very different Christmas indeed. The first Christmas after my parents have divorced officially. Tomorrow is Christmas Day Dinner with Mar. With Rusty and Randall, Auntie Wing and Auntie Lorrainne's families, etc. It'll be much like Christmas was but with the DG house feeling more and more like a place to visit...

I'd had an outstanding holiday yesterday. For once, I had a very productive day @ work while on the phone with what I believe was a unicorn. Had a good workout then a lovely spa before meeting up with said unicorn at one of my favorite architectural landmarks, the Monadnock. Went off to spend some sketch time with Larado Taft @ the AIC . I'd forgotten to ask where the unicorn went while I was sketching. We had some stuffed pizsa before going to drink ourselves silly and jam out with PartyTom and swingdoc. There was a lovely point of the night that I got to get a good look at everyone and get sentimental. I was surrounded by dear friends, old and new, that love to be with me and my drunk ass. They love to sing, joke, banter, insult, and share stories AND dance... with me! Though Kim said it must have been a mistake that got invited, she told me that she loved me and was glad that I showed up when I finally got my ass out of her lovely home this morning. And there's a tie for my favoritest Christmas/Holiday song this year:

Liz Phair version - Baby Its Cold Outside

I really can't stay - But baby it's cold outside
I've got to go away - Oh, baby it's cold outside
This evening has been - Been hoping that you'd drop in
So very nice - I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice
My mother will start to worry - Beautiful, what's your hurry
My father will be pacing the floor - Listen to that fireplace roar
So really I'd better scurry - Oh beautiful, please don't hurry
Maybe just a half a drink more - Why don't you put some records on while I pour

The neighbours might think - Oh baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink - There's no cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how - Your eyes are like starlight now
To break this spell - I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, no, sir - Mind if I move a little closer
At least I'm gonna say that I tried - What's the sense of hurting my pride
I really can't stay - Baby don't hold out
Ahh, but it's cold outside

I simply must go - Oh baby, it's cold outside
The answer is no - You know it's cold outside
This welcome has been - I'm lucky that you dropped in
So nice and warm -- Look out the window at that storm
My sister will be suspicious - Oh, your lips are delicious
My brother will be there at the door - Like waves upon a tropical shore
My maiden aunt's mind is vicious - Oh, your lips look delicious
Well maybe just a cigarette more - Never such a blizzard before

I've got to go home - Oh, baby, you'd freeze out there
Say, lend me your comb - You know it's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand - I thrill when you touch my hand
But don't you see - How can you do this thing to me
There's bound to be talk tomorrow - Making my life long sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied - If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can't stay - Get over that old out
Ahh, but it's cold outside

Dido - On Christmas Day

A young gentleman came riding past
On a snow blue winter's day
He asked to drink, by our fire,
And I was pleased to let him stay
He drank there quietly for a while,
Then he turned and said to me
Your eyes are green, like summer grass,
Your lips are red like a fresh cut rose,
Your hair is soft like an irish stream
And your voice is filled with sweet beauty
And the last words I heard him say
Were "I shall return, for you, my love, on christmas day"
The night will come but I won't sleep,
As I watch the stars that lead him,
I cannot place where his is,
But still my heart goes with him,
I'm savin all my sunday clothes
For the day the day that I'll be leavin
Father knows, my sister knows,
And my friends, they're happy for me
And the priest he says, you should thank god,
For the blessing of such beauty,
And the last words I heard him say
Were "I shall return for you, my love, on christmas day"
I shall return for you, my love, on christmas day.
And the last words I heard him say
Were the last words I ever heard him say
I shall return for you, my love, on christmas day
I swear, I will return on christmas day,
And yes, I shall return on christmas day
I shall return, for you, on christmas day,
My love I will return on christmas day,
I shall return, my love on christmas day
On christmas day...