What's this?

My sister and I used to work in a church nursery, and there was this little girl named Emma. She was a total doll, but she would play a game with us called 'What's this?' where she would point at things, and say 'what's this?' and then we would answer her. We would play this for hours, even thouhg it usually went along these lines:

- What's this?

- That's a Glowworm, Emma.

- What's this?

- That's Lincoln.

- What's this?

- That's the worm again, Emma.

- What's this?

- That's...that's Lincoln.

I'm going to play that game with you now.

What's this?

That's us getting ready to 'jump into the New Year.'

What's this?

That's us just after we 'jumped into the New Year,' investigating the damage done to the couch. Apparently, a. Joel is fat, and b. I have no sense of the self-timer on my camera.

What's this?

That's us feeding champagne to the landlords' dog. She didn't like it.

What's this?

That's a...peacock (?) that was loitering outside the Abbotsford library when I went to drop off some books. I stepped in shit and got it all in the treads of my moonboots because I was so intent on taking this picture.

What's this?

That's me and Boo in the matching jackets we bought...except that she bought hers first, and I made her take me to the mall so I could buy one just like it, because I secretly want to be her. But I started dating tall guys first, so she also wants to be me. Parallel lives! It's ok, we live in separate towns.

What's this?

That's me, right now, blogging on my 'new' laptop. Hurrah! Now I can lounge here on my easy chair, like a thinner, less slimy Jabba the Hut (except that my thighs look huge...I will have to fire my photographer) instead of sitting ergonomically upright, correcting my damn posture. Awesome.

So, that's my past week or so in a nut. Once school starts on Monday, I'll be back to my regularly-scheduled blogging, along with my going-to-the-gym, and my eating-things-that-aren't-cake.

Happy end of holidays, everyone.