Half full, half empty. It's really the same.

I bought new mascara today. I love buying new make-up. It makes me feel good. Today, I decided I would try something new. I like what I was using, but I really love Drew Barrymore and since her face was staring at me above the rows of yellow tubes, I thought, "If it's good enough for her, it must be great. I'll try it."
So I got home and opened up the mascara. I looked inside the tube, which is something I've never done before, and is actually not very easy, and guess what. It's only half full. It costs $8. It's like an ounce of mascara.

What is in mascara that makes it so expensive? Water and wax?

A Jennifer Leathers Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas. And all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. Who am I kidding, could be a mouse...or a cockroach...this is Alabama after all. Or a ghost, but because I don't believe in ghosts, it can't be a ghost. My blood sugar is just low, I try to convince myself. Maybe it was a shadow from the candle. Weird stuff happens though. I can't wrap my head around it.

Tonight I reflect on this Christmas season. Things I've learned, things I've experienced, and...other nonsense things. The flow isn't that great, but you'll get the idea.

Christmas songs make so much more sense when you're an adult. Today I was listening to Silent Night on the radio. As a child I thought infantso was actually a word. It never occurred to me that the infant is so tender and mild. And mommy kissing Santa Claus? That's not Santa she's kissing, silly. That's Daddy!  Now I'm not saying it took me this long to figure this stuff out. But I am usually not really paying attention to what the words are actually saying. It just happens that today I was thinking how I used to sing these songs and they didn't really make any sense. And now they do.

If it sounds like infantso, it must be infantso.

I put colored lights on the xmas tree this year. I have always put white lights up, but thought colored lights would be fun for the girls. I hate it and can't wait to take it down. What's that saying...if it's not broken, don't fix it.

Tis the season for lots and lots of shopping. I couldn't be happier. I thought I would share the fun with Scott and told him he could go Christmas shopping with me one day so he wasn't at an utter loss Christmas morning when the girls were opening their Christmas presents. He needs to do his part, too, right.

Well, that was a really dumb idea. It was the most unproductive day of the year.

Mainly, I feel rushed when I'm shopping with him. I prefer to be a lone shopper anyway, but with him, it was particularly dreadful. We went to the city next to us to shop. All of a sudden, we both realize it looks like we're going the wrong way. So Scott turns the car around, and after knowing we're going the right way, I decide to shut my eyes for a minute. Minute's up, I open my eyes and see that we're going off the road and almost into a street sign. "Scott!" He gets back on the road and all is okay. But my heart is racing and I'm pissed off that I can't shut my eyes for a millisecond. "WTF were you doing??? WTF were you looking at??  Seriously, Scott, WTF were you doing??? Jesus Christ!" (For some reason, the "F" word comes out a lot easier when I'm speaking it than it does for me to write it.) Scott explained that he just shut his eyes for a second. Well, it doesn't work that way. We can't BOTH close our eyes when YOU'RE driving. SOMEONE has to keep their eyes open. This shopping day sucks.

Which reminds me.  This year I'm a little jaded that there isn't really a Santa. Why can't there be a jolly old fellow in a red suit. He doesn't have to squeeze his ass down a chimney, but it would be much more fun if he delivered presents Christmas morning.

Today, Christmas arrived a little early for me, for I found a Christmas gift to me from Scott. Well, I saw it on our account online and called to ask if I can have my gift certificate now so I can go buy what I want. He wasn't happy, but obliged. I may even wrap it for myself so that I can open it tomorrow morning. Christmas is so much better when you get to pick out your own gifts!

Today the girls and I are hanging out cleaning and getting ready for Santa. Finally, I've had enough. Screw this, girls. Let's dance. So we turned up the xmas music and did just that.

Peace, Love, and Merry Christmas

Crouching Tiger, Hidden something something something

I really could care less about the Tiger Woods affairs. I feel really sorry for his wife, and for him, too. I just have one thing to say about this.

David Letterman owes him a big thank you.

I'm Dreaming Of A....Zhu Zhu Pets?!?!?!

So the hottest gift of the year this year is Zhu Zhu pets. They are little motorized hamsters that squeak and run around like the real thing. They have play yards, balls, and all those toys. They're impossible to find in the stores, and every kid wants one.  Well....  Guess who has one? Not only do I have the Zhu Zhu pet, I have the entire playset CITY. I wasn't even looking for it...I had never seen them before and didn't plan on getting them for Emma. But, I happened to be in the right place at the right time, which NEVER happens to me.

I was shopping at Toys R Us, and I heard two ladies talking about these Zhu Zhu creatures. So I asked, "Is THAT the Zhu Zhu pet?" She confirmed, and offered me one. "What? Why?" Why in the heck would she be so willing to give me the mack daddy of Zhu Zhu pets?! Well, it ends up that the store only allows you to purchase one at a time. So, sure, I said I would take one. As I walked away she said, "Be blessed."
"Yeah...right?!" was my response, then I realized I think she was serious. She probably regretted picking me, after all. Anyway...it was $130. I didn't want this!!! But I couldn't turn it down. It really is the holy grail, and my heart was a little fluttery as I walked around the store. I sent a picture of it to my sister in law, who immediately called me to question how this happened...and to offer the advice of "Watch your back in the parking lot."

Last night I woke up, shot out of bed in a panic as I dreamed that I was being showered with Zhu Zhu pet accessories...clothes, blankets, carrying cases, the list goes on and on. It wasn't a good dream. It was overwhelming and I couldn't get over it and get back to sleep.

I think the Zhu Zhu hysteria is giving me nightmares. I didn't even want them!!! I wasn't getting sucked in. But now....I'm sucked.

Of course, the next morning the news was reporting that the hamsters have a high level of antimony and could cause cancer and other health issues. They are not recalling them, but are letting parents make the decision of what to bring in their homes.

It's here and it's staying.