For Christmas, I'm usually at my dads, so this year it was FRANTIC! My mom and I decided not to put up anything this year, until the day before Christmas. That day we did ALL of our shopping, came home, and then shopped some more! Yay! Then, we put up a tree and decorated the walls and such (we as in me :P).
So, I think that trees and lights and presents and such are what make things so holiday-ee! I like waking up in the morning and going into the room with the tree and looking at it and remembering past christmases with all of my family and about what presents I would hopefully be getting and such - and then digging into the stocking full of candy! num :). And the best part is when everyone opens there presents and you see that look of happiness on their face and you beam with pride knowing that you made them happy ^_^. So I adore christmas, and everything about it, including the decorations. Yay hope you all had a good one :D
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Lights...? BAH!
Yes we put up lights and yes we get a tree which we also hide a pickle on and we all have to find it. so yes we celebrate Christmas to a certain extent and this year we even had those festive little crackers that have the paper crowns in them so yes i like Christmas. so we also wrap presents and give them to everyone. and we also do this neat little thing called white elephant and i think it is pretty fun , which consists of getting the crappiest present you can think of and wrapping it up and we go around opening them and when its your turn you Can steal any of them as long as its not dead. so those are my Christmas traditions and i enjoy them.
Friday, December 25, 2009
Christmas Traditions
I'd like to thank Mr. Humphrey for the best gift of all, a break in the topics allowing me to get caught up in a reasonable period of time. :)
In anycase my family has a lot of traditions in addition to the norm of wrapping presents and putting them under the tree (has anyone ever stopped and considered how absolutely ridiculous that is!? I mean the only thing more ridiculous than putting presents under a tree is putting presents under a FAKE tree!). My grandma started most of these traditions on her own, where she got the ideas from is beyond me.
Everything starts with Christmas Eve... in the MORNING. This is all because my dad's mom had already packed the traditions into Christmas and my dad couldn't be budged from the traditions he grew up with, so my Grandma being the kind woman she is encouraged my mom to start her own traditions. (At this rate my grandkids will have a month full of traditions, not just a couple days). So my mom, because she was accustomed to having cinnamon rolls Christmas morning wanted to maintain that tradition atleast in a sense, so we have them Christmas Eve morning, since as I said, my dad can't be convinced to alter his ways.
For dinner that night we have corn chowder. Who doesn't want a combination of canned cream corn, deviled ham and cream of celery soup? Yum! Actually, it does taste much better than it sounds, though this year for the second year in a row I haven't eaten it since I no longer eat meat. But that is to be served with cheese, salami and crackers. And who would we be to forget the veggie platter? (That's my domain).
Christmas morning starts at a pre set time, be there on time or meet the sharp glare of my brother and me. However the presents under the tree must not be touched, that's for later. We may only open our stockings. In them is always candy, cheetos and a sugary cerial. This year however I requested that there be no junk food (It's way too tempting and there's lots of it as is), so Santa being the humorous fellow that he is provided me with instead of candy an eggplant and raddishes. And instead of cheetos dried berries and mango, and in the place of a sugary cereal Special K.
Proceeding the opening of stockings breakfast is to be prepared and served. My grandma her entire childhood was forced to eat oatmeal every day for breakfast, INCLUDING Christmas, so she decided her children would never have to endure that. So she inovated the least nutritious meal one could think of. Our main course is SOS, and for those of you who don't know what that means, I will not explain the acronymn but will tell you what it is. SOS is a white sauce with sliced packaged ham added to it, served on toasted English muffins, that's some classy stuff. And while my mom has since opted for fresh fruit, the Frost family tradition would also be to have sherbot ice cream with frozen fruit and 7 UP as a side dish. There's a nutritious breakfast for all you health nuts!
After breakfast is entirely cleaned up and everyone is sitting around the tree, and yes, I mean EVERYONE, even that person who said you could start because they needed to run to the rest room, we begin opening presents. We start youngest and go to oldest, and not only do we open presents one at a time, but we take the time to enjoy looking at everyone else's presents. This has caused present opening to last until 3 PM on occations...
Sometime in the afternoon on Christmas, though we are rarely are consistant with time, we cook a turkey and prepare what most people would consider a classic Thanksgiving Dinner. And then the remainder of the day is spent relaxing and enjoying our new items. :)
In anycase my family has a lot of traditions in addition to the norm of wrapping presents and putting them under the tree (has anyone ever stopped and considered how absolutely ridiculous that is!? I mean the only thing more ridiculous than putting presents under a tree is putting presents under a FAKE tree!). My grandma started most of these traditions on her own, where she got the ideas from is beyond me.
Everything starts with Christmas Eve... in the MORNING. This is all because my dad's mom had already packed the traditions into Christmas and my dad couldn't be budged from the traditions he grew up with, so my Grandma being the kind woman she is encouraged my mom to start her own traditions. (At this rate my grandkids will have a month full of traditions, not just a couple days). So my mom, because she was accustomed to having cinnamon rolls Christmas morning wanted to maintain that tradition atleast in a sense, so we have them Christmas Eve morning, since as I said, my dad can't be convinced to alter his ways.
For dinner that night we have corn chowder. Who doesn't want a combination of canned cream corn, deviled ham and cream of celery soup? Yum! Actually, it does taste much better than it sounds, though this year for the second year in a row I haven't eaten it since I no longer eat meat. But that is to be served with cheese, salami and crackers. And who would we be to forget the veggie platter? (That's my domain).
Christmas morning starts at a pre set time, be there on time or meet the sharp glare of my brother and me. However the presents under the tree must not be touched, that's for later. We may only open our stockings. In them is always candy, cheetos and a sugary cerial. This year however I requested that there be no junk food (It's way too tempting and there's lots of it as is), so Santa being the humorous fellow that he is provided me with instead of candy an eggplant and raddishes. And instead of cheetos dried berries and mango, and in the place of a sugary cereal Special K.
Proceeding the opening of stockings breakfast is to be prepared and served. My grandma her entire childhood was forced to eat oatmeal every day for breakfast, INCLUDING Christmas, so she decided her children would never have to endure that. So she inovated the least nutritious meal one could think of. Our main course is SOS, and for those of you who don't know what that means, I will not explain the acronymn but will tell you what it is. SOS is a white sauce with sliced packaged ham added to it, served on toasted English muffins, that's some classy stuff. And while my mom has since opted for fresh fruit, the Frost family tradition would also be to have sherbot ice cream with frozen fruit and 7 UP as a side dish. There's a nutritious breakfast for all you health nuts!
After breakfast is entirely cleaned up and everyone is sitting around the tree, and yes, I mean EVERYONE, even that person who said you could start because they needed to run to the rest room, we begin opening presents. We start youngest and go to oldest, and not only do we open presents one at a time, but we take the time to enjoy looking at everyone else's presents. This has caused present opening to last until 3 PM on occations...
Sometime in the afternoon on Christmas, though we are rarely are consistant with time, we cook a turkey and prepare what most people would consider a classic Thanksgiving Dinner. And then the remainder of the day is spent relaxing and enjoying our new items. :)
The Choices the Choices
Oh the dilema Topic #11 has created. Shall I tell you about my persuasive essay topic? For I have no reason not to as my beliefs are firm. Or perhaps I should tear down every element of happiness until I can give an answer to a yes or no question that is far from simple. Or state testing... Oh how long I could rant in regard to that... Maybe I'll just answer all of the topics, make up for the tardiness of my response.
For my persuasive essay I chose to debate the very controversial topic of abortion, a topic which has squeezed it's way into current politics. I personally strongly stand in the support of pro-choice as I feel a woman deserves her right to choose, amongst other things.
Happiness... Such a broad, broad concept. Happiness could be looked upon in the immediate sense of contentment. Right at this very second, yes, sure I'm happy, it's Christmas, I'm surrounded by my family. This past week? Very happy indeed, I made one of the best friends I've had, plus I've gotten to exercise every day. Happy with my job? Indeed... though money has lost it's glory. But am I happy? I'd like to think that I am, I mean my life is going in the right direction, I always have a smile on my face, but does that really mean anything? Am I truly happy? Or have I been hurt too much to truly be happy? Does my past hurt and experiences taint my ability to be happy even if I have an optimistic outlook and have positive experiences in my future? Or does my concern for others not allow me to be truly happy? So here's my answer, in a sense, yes I am happy. I have friends I love and know I could trust with anything. But to be truly happy one must have a sense of ignorance and innocense. To a degree I believe I have both, but just enough a lack of both to prevent me from truly being happy. I worry too much about the struggles others face in places that aren't so pleasant. I worry for the victims of human trafficking, of genocide and other horrible occurances to truly be happy. I could never be happy knowing that such things are happening. So no, I'm not happy. But with my life sure, I'm happy, what isn't there to be happy about? But I'm part of a bigger picture, only one dot on a huge map, I have only a small amount of importance in the scheme of things.
For my persuasive essay I chose to debate the very controversial topic of abortion, a topic which has squeezed it's way into current politics. I personally strongly stand in the support of pro-choice as I feel a woman deserves her right to choose, amongst other things.
Happiness... Such a broad, broad concept. Happiness could be looked upon in the immediate sense of contentment. Right at this very second, yes, sure I'm happy, it's Christmas, I'm surrounded by my family. This past week? Very happy indeed, I made one of the best friends I've had, plus I've gotten to exercise every day. Happy with my job? Indeed... though money has lost it's glory. But am I happy? I'd like to think that I am, I mean my life is going in the right direction, I always have a smile on my face, but does that really mean anything? Am I truly happy? Or have I been hurt too much to truly be happy? Does my past hurt and experiences taint my ability to be happy even if I have an optimistic outlook and have positive experiences in my future? Or does my concern for others not allow me to be truly happy? So here's my answer, in a sense, yes I am happy. I have friends I love and know I could trust with anything. But to be truly happy one must have a sense of ignorance and innocense. To a degree I believe I have both, but just enough a lack of both to prevent me from truly being happy. I worry too much about the struggles others face in places that aren't so pleasant. I worry for the victims of human trafficking, of genocide and other horrible occurances to truly be happy. I could never be happy knowing that such things are happening. So no, I'm not happy. But with my life sure, I'm happy, what isn't there to be happy about? But I'm part of a bigger picture, only one dot on a huge map, I have only a small amount of importance in the scheme of things.
Direction
So I like many have fallen behind on posting for the blog so I will now poke at Topic #10: Direction.
I feel like the world is heading in a downward spiral and fast. This might be because in all actuality, I am an extremist and I feel that an ideal world would be full of hunters and gatherers. So therefor everything about the world that we live in today seems wrong to me (And yes that includes the laptop which I am writing this on). I feel like by creating the complex world we now live in happiness is a harder and harder thing to grasp. Happiness has become attatched to material things, and not simply ones well being or health. Not only is it harder to make people actually happy, but simply contenting people is hard.
Automobiles created obesity, global warming, globalization and destruction of nature.
Computeres created laziness: "Just Google it..."
When you look at it that way, what is there good? Okay, so relations with Iraq and Iran about 6,000 miles away is plausible, look what good that did us...
I feel like the world is heading in a downward spiral and fast. This might be because in all actuality, I am an extremist and I feel that an ideal world would be full of hunters and gatherers. So therefor everything about the world that we live in today seems wrong to me (And yes that includes the laptop which I am writing this on). I feel like by creating the complex world we now live in happiness is a harder and harder thing to grasp. Happiness has become attatched to material things, and not simply ones well being or health. Not only is it harder to make people actually happy, but simply contenting people is hard.
Automobiles created obesity, global warming, globalization and destruction of nature.
Computeres created laziness: "Just Google it..."
When you look at it that way, what is there good? Okay, so relations with Iraq and Iran about 6,000 miles away is plausible, look what good that did us...
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
And now you can have a protectron too!
http://www.amazing1.com/burning-lasers.htm
I'm going to try and create one of these and it's going to be awesome.
But I want to figure out a way to make the class IV laser ray mobile! And quite possibly and more of eventually put it in an automaton. Throw in a vocoder and system of artificial intelligence (ASMIO?), and maybe eventually I'll create a protectron. Because god damnit, those things are awesome.
Then I can sell it to the government and make millions. Hooray!
I'm going to try and create one of these and it's going to be awesome.
But I want to figure out a way to make the class IV laser ray mobile! And quite possibly and more of eventually put it in an automaton. Throw in a vocoder and system of artificial intelligence (ASMIO?), and maybe eventually I'll create a protectron. Because god damnit, those things are awesome.
Then I can sell it to the government and make millions. Hooray!
Movie Review
I have two things to say.
1. Cider is horrible after it's been warmed up twice
2. Hunchback of Notre Dame is a spectacular movie. Not the graphics, per say, though they aren't bad, but for a Disney movie based on a classic, classic, book, it follows the story line exactly. Let me rewind for a minute, and explain my reasoning. Having to iron a million shirts, I needed something to waste my time with. Youtube came up, and one thing led to another, and I was watching Hunchback of Notre Dame. Having read the book a few years earlier, I was ready to make fun of another try and fail at making a good book into a movie(Count of Monte Cristo, Harry Potter, etc.) but I was mildly surprised, to say the least, that they were that accurate in a Disney movie. Take away the musical numbers, and the jokes, and you have a worthwhile film, that should go down in filmography history. Putting the Frollo's weird thing with Esmeralda was a surprise, as was the in-depth mentions of God/religion, and the darkness of the movie. Surprisingly, I would not reccomend this movie to chidren, but would recommend it to anyone else on a rainy day, or during winter break, when you have nothing else to do.
Toodles!
~Tiff
1. Cider is horrible after it's been warmed up twice
2. Hunchback of Notre Dame is a spectacular movie. Not the graphics, per say, though they aren't bad, but for a Disney movie based on a classic, classic, book, it follows the story line exactly. Let me rewind for a minute, and explain my reasoning. Having to iron a million shirts, I needed something to waste my time with. Youtube came up, and one thing led to another, and I was watching Hunchback of Notre Dame. Having read the book a few years earlier, I was ready to make fun of another try and fail at making a good book into a movie(Count of Monte Cristo, Harry Potter, etc.) but I was mildly surprised, to say the least, that they were that accurate in a Disney movie. Take away the musical numbers, and the jokes, and you have a worthwhile film, that should go down in filmography history. Putting the Frollo's weird thing with Esmeralda was a surprise, as was the in-depth mentions of God/religion, and the darkness of the movie. Surprisingly, I would not reccomend this movie to chidren, but would recommend it to anyone else on a rainy day, or during winter break, when you have nothing else to do.
Toodles!
~Tiff
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