Christmas Crunches

I wish I could tell you this was a recipe for a Christmas snack, but it isn’t. Speaking of snacks, it does make me think about the stuff my grandma made with Life cereal and some other stuff. No, it wasn’t Chex Mix, but it was really good, although hard on the teeth. I wonder if I have that recipe floating around….

Anyway, this title is referring to the whirlwind of activity that always finds me (and all of us I suspect) at the end of the year. I just started a new project at work and it is going to keep me very busy for the next couple of months. It’s good to be busy at work, but I always kind of hope for things to slow down a bit this time of year in that area. I must have some real selective memory, because I think I am almost always swamped at work in December. And yes, this leads me to have to recant my earlier statement about not taking my laptop home for Christmas. Looks like the little devil is coming with me after all. Rats.

In updated travel news, United is quickly becoming airline non grata with me. Once again, on my return home last night, my bag didn’t make it. Honestly, what is the problem here? This is another excellent reason to always take a direct flight. Connecting flights are scheduled so close together that I can barely make them let alone my luggage. So last night my early flight home turned into something else since my bag didn’t arrive. Instead of coming to LAS it went to LAX. At first the nice lady at the desk told me it was coming in from the LA flight that was landing shortly. So I grabbed a cup of coffee and waited. An hour later, no bag. Apparently, it was coming on the midnight flight instead. The story has a happy ending, since it was delivered here about 30 minutes ago, but what a drag.

There were some other people in the same situation as me last night, and some of them very pretty upset. Honestly, what is the point of yelling at someone behind the counter that had absolutely nothing to do with why your bag didn’t arrive? Customer service jobs have to rank up there with some of the worst on the planet, don’t they? No thanks. I hope I never reach a time in my career where I have to go back to something like that.

In other multi-tasking news, I spent my airport time completing my Christmas cards, which are now ready to go into the mail. Now if I could just pry myself away from this thing long enough to go to the mailbox, I would feel better. Having all my presents sent is nice, but I keep wandering into my living room thinking I still have things to wrap. It feels weird to be done.

Here are more pictures of the tree. The one at the top is the theater mask I bought a couple of years ago and thought would look nice on top of the tree. I thought it would fit in with my showgirl theme because of the feathers, but it kind of has that creepy, soulless demon feel to it too. I thought maybe it was because there were no eyes, but I have to think it would be worse with eyeballs in it. Then the creepy soulless demon would be staring at me. It’s a strange Christmas topic, I know. Heaven forbid you get the impression that I’m weird. I must admit that looking at this picture, I love the way my Hello Kitty ornament is peeking in at the bottom of the picture. I guess she wanted to be sure she was represented. Here is another picture. I call this one Stip-in-the-Box. Mimi, if you thought Ribbon Girl was a little risque, check out this chick.