J'aimerais être un flan….un flan aux abricots…

Happy Turkey Day!

It kind of scares me that people still use phones like this:

I haven’t had a phone that technologically dinosaur-ish since I was in high school.

It also ought to be noted that in the drawer of dead cell phones in the Smurph household, none of them are formerly mine. Huh.

The one on the left is adopted. The one on the right, well, she doesn’t leave Mr.-Fix-It Papa Smurph very amused because she doesn’t constantly break stuff. I hear it keeps his bank account slightly cushier though..

The most useful purpose I’ve found for it yet..Bookmark!

Jeanie and I are the kind of sisters that are easily amused. I hope all sisters are equally as easily amused.

When we were little, we learned how to crochet (well Jeanie did) and knit from our Gramma. Jeanie still does some crocheting, so I asked her to make me a panda(!), I’d like to think of it as a belated Birfday gift or something.

Tail nubbin!

The pieces are coming together..

Panda. So serious.

Contemplating his manifesto.

Oh noes! Backwards head..zombie??

Impalement! Tragic.

Brethren.

Amen!

The Restaurant I work at just changed owners, so they’ve been cleaning out the basements (aka the scary Catacombs of Colonial Williamsburg Buildings….) and selling some of the merchandise down there…Soooo I bought these:

Yay! Cookbooks! They were $10 a pop. The one in the upper left hand corner….The Bread Bible is one that I’ve been jonesin’ for quite a while, but the $35 price tag at Barnes and Noble always was a buzzkill.

AND! Not only did I score it brand spakin’ new for cheap, BUT, it’s signed by Rose Levy Beranbaum!

Did you know I once dated a jew?

My mother once told me, prior to leaving for college, to date a jewish person, because they “treat their wives nicely.” Not to judge an entire religion (read: religion, not ethnicity. sorry, that’s where I draw the line), but that was a mistake. No regrets, but I could’ve done without the crazy “I’m going to kill myself” defense mechanism.
But some days, I wish I could still celebrate Hanukkah.

…I digress

Anyways, It’s almost Halloween! YAY!

You know what Halloween means, right?

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It means Christmas is right around the corner! woooooo!

And all our local retailers have yanked out their Christmasey decorations and CDs.

Man, am I glad I don’t work in a place that plays Christmas CDs.

I’m a Christmas hater, like this guy:

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I loathe shopping for Christmas gifts. It’s kind of like Valentine’s Day, why put all that effort into one day? Why not every day? Or why not one random day?

It also has to do with the amount of crap I have. My tiny closet is packed to the brim with junk. Personally, I’m an advocate of the gift card. I know some people think they’re impersonal, not very well-thought-out, but frankly, in this day and age, with the recession, and the fact that a great deal of my friends are loaded down by credit card debt and student loans, I think gift cards are much better than another coffee mug or unflattering sweater.

Except when it comes to your mother, your boyfriend, or your girlfriend.
I wish I could pass a giftcard to Shinzy, but I think she’d eat me alive.

And Papa Smurph, well, gift cards for his morning coffee arethe only thing we can get away with buying him because they’re non returnable haha

Chrismtas Tiggers make me want to change my Scrooge ways, though.

****On a totally unrelated note, I was Daisy Duck for Halloween as a child. That Halloween, we were in Newport and Christine took us Trick-or-Treating. Yet, there is no photographic evidence of my childhood Halloweening. I blame 2nd child lack-of-photos-syndrome. Which now explains my necessity to document everything with my multiple cameras.

Sign #1 you may live in a college town:

I sure hope so.

Do you ever go to a seafood restaurant, see these guys, and want to let them free?

One day, if no one’s looking, I might just stick my arm in there and sneak one back to the Atlantic…