Hey, sorry I haven't posted in a while, I've just been busy with my new short story on my other blog, and other things. Anyway, I just thought it was cool that for this new year, we have a Blue moon coming. On New Year's eve, we will have a Blue moon, which comes around once in a Blue moon (heh heh...). A Blue moon is when there is a Full moon twice in one month, according to the current definition of the phrase. Although from what I understand, a real Blue moon was defined as an extra Full moon in a season. Because season's have three Full moon's, I guess when there was a fourth, they named the third in that season a Blue moon. Blue moon's these days come around once every two or three years, and a Blue moon that occurs twice in a year comes around four to five times every one hundred years. The last Blue moon was in May 2007. I think this is all cool, but I'm a sucker for full moons and blue moons and whatnot.
Anyway, don't worry, I will be posting again this New year's eve, so...Okay that's all I got for now.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
The Rampant Ramblings of a Mad Author
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Friday, December 25, 2009
Some gifts should never be gifts.
Have you ever gotten a gift that is just plain not meant to be a gift? Ever? We all know what I'm talking about. Like the over-sized granny-panties you get from sweet old grandma, or the bottle of wine that you gave to so-and-so, when really he/she is an alcoholic. Well, here's some advice for people who happen to gift like that:
Grannies: Your grandchildren love you, but they do not want underwear for Christmas. Ever. Unless they specifically ask for it. Also, they do not want socks. So instead of those things, why don't you talk to your children and ask them what the grandchildren want. If you have no idea what they are talking about ("my daughter wants an Ipod touch". People, grandparents don't understand what an Ipod touch is), then give the kid some money. You don't have to go all out and give them a hundred dollars or even fifty, twenty bucks should suffice. Also, you might as well just stay away from buying any clothing at all, sense kids these days only wear what their friends think are "cool", and sorry to say but grannies don't know what kids think are "cool".
The single uncle (we all have one): Do not rummage around in your car at the last minute for an old sticky gift card for a church shop, which consists of five bucks (which at a church store can't buy anything, literally). Instead, you can either slip some money in their ("their" being niece/nephew) card (no less than ten bucks, don't be a cheapskate), or you could ask for a wish list, or merely ask the parents what they want. Do not try to be all "cool" and give them something that is inappropriate for their age, instead buy them a video game or something, which is rated E for Everyone. Do not buy them a game like Grand Theft Auto, which is completely inappropriate.
For anyone buying a gift for a child and/or teenager: When in doubt, ask them what they want. They will ramble on and on about all the cool stuff they want, and if you memorize a few, you may just find something that's not five hundred dollars at the electronics shop. Also, if they ask specifically for a certain model or color for whatever item they wanted, you better remember what they said, because they will freak if they don't get their hot pink DS Lite. If you don't have the patience to sit around trying to understand their teenage language, just give them money. You're always safe when you give them money, especially if you're not cheap about it.
For grown-ups buying gifts for other grown-ups: Gift baskets are great, but you better check what's in them, because if there's something they don't like or are allergic to or something in the basket, that would be a sucky gift. Stay away from gifting alcohol of any kind, unless you know for sure that they're not alcoholic. Don't buy anyone books, unless you know exactly which book the person wants. Because books are very personal, and they say a lot about people's personalities. Some people like the sugar-coated love stories, and some people (like me) like to read the dark stuff, the stuff that doesn't necessarily have a good ending. Some people like fiction, and some people like real-life stories. The point is, if you buy someone a book that you love, it doesn't mean that the person you give it to will love it too, you know? So just stay away from buying people books. Well, okay if it's a gag gift kind of book, or you just happen to know that they love that series and do not have that particular volume, then by all means go ahead.
But only if you know for sure what they want.
The best advice I can give for holiday gift-giving, is to just think about things that your friends or family like, and buy them something that relates to whatever it is they enjoy. And if you don't really know what they like, give them something nice, something homemade, something from your heart. They will love it even if they don't like it, if you know what I mean.
Also, to any family or friends who are reading this: You don't have to pay attention to this advice, anything any of you give me I love, and I wouldn't want you to change the gift giving styles that you already have. They work, and I have no complaints on anything I've gotten this Christmas.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. Uncle and Aunt: thanks for the gift card to my favorite place on earth (well, at least one of them)!
To Uncle and Aunt in the big damn bus of a home: Thanks and I love you both, and hope to see you soon!
To Mum: Thanks for everything, you always know what I like!
To Dad: Thank you very much, I love everything you and Mum got me!
To Big bro: Thanks you little stinker, hope you enjoy what I got you as much as I enjoy what you got me!
To Nana: Thank you for the moola, now I can take that and the gift card I got and go on a paperback and/or hardbound shopping spree! Mmmm...Nothing better than the smell of paper, glue, and ink mixed in one magic little (or big) package.
To best friend (Mr. Whiskers): Thanks for everything, hope to see you again soon! Although you still owe me, ha ha.
To best friends mom who's like a second mom to me: Love ya, and hope everything with you works out okay! Keep your spirits up, we all need to hear you laugh!
To grandparents: Thanks, and Happy Christmas!
Grannies: Your grandchildren love you, but they do not want underwear for Christmas. Ever. Unless they specifically ask for it. Also, they do not want socks. So instead of those things, why don't you talk to your children and ask them what the grandchildren want. If you have no idea what they are talking about ("my daughter wants an Ipod touch". People, grandparents don't understand what an Ipod touch is), then give the kid some money. You don't have to go all out and give them a hundred dollars or even fifty, twenty bucks should suffice. Also, you might as well just stay away from buying any clothing at all, sense kids these days only wear what their friends think are "cool", and sorry to say but grannies don't know what kids think are "cool".
The single uncle (we all have one): Do not rummage around in your car at the last minute for an old sticky gift card for a church shop, which consists of five bucks (which at a church store can't buy anything, literally). Instead, you can either slip some money in their ("their" being niece/nephew) card (no less than ten bucks, don't be a cheapskate), or you could ask for a wish list, or merely ask the parents what they want. Do not try to be all "cool" and give them something that is inappropriate for their age, instead buy them a video game or something, which is rated E for Everyone. Do not buy them a game like Grand Theft Auto, which is completely inappropriate.
For anyone buying a gift for a child and/or teenager: When in doubt, ask them what they want. They will ramble on and on about all the cool stuff they want, and if you memorize a few, you may just find something that's not five hundred dollars at the electronics shop. Also, if they ask specifically for a certain model or color for whatever item they wanted, you better remember what they said, because they will freak if they don't get their hot pink DS Lite. If you don't have the patience to sit around trying to understand their teenage language, just give them money. You're always safe when you give them money, especially if you're not cheap about it.
For grown-ups buying gifts for other grown-ups: Gift baskets are great, but you better check what's in them, because if there's something they don't like or are allergic to or something in the basket, that would be a sucky gift. Stay away from gifting alcohol of any kind, unless you know for sure that they're not alcoholic. Don't buy anyone books, unless you know exactly which book the person wants. Because books are very personal, and they say a lot about people's personalities. Some people like the sugar-coated love stories, and some people (like me) like to read the dark stuff, the stuff that doesn't necessarily have a good ending. Some people like fiction, and some people like real-life stories. The point is, if you buy someone a book that you love, it doesn't mean that the person you give it to will love it too, you know? So just stay away from buying people books. Well, okay if it's a gag gift kind of book, or you just happen to know that they love that series and do not have that particular volume, then by all means go ahead.
But only if you know for sure what they want.
The best advice I can give for holiday gift-giving, is to just think about things that your friends or family like, and buy them something that relates to whatever it is they enjoy. And if you don't really know what they like, give them something nice, something homemade, something from your heart. They will love it even if they don't like it, if you know what I mean.
Also, to any family or friends who are reading this: You don't have to pay attention to this advice, anything any of you give me I love, and I wouldn't want you to change the gift giving styles that you already have. They work, and I have no complaints on anything I've gotten this Christmas.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. Uncle and Aunt: thanks for the gift card to my favorite place on earth (well, at least one of them)!
To Uncle and Aunt in the big damn bus of a home: Thanks and I love you both, and hope to see you soon!
To Mum: Thanks for everything, you always know what I like!
To Dad: Thank you very much, I love everything you and Mum got me!
To Big bro: Thanks you little stinker, hope you enjoy what I got you as much as I enjoy what you got me!
To Nana: Thank you for the moola, now I can take that and the gift card I got and go on a paperback and/or hardbound shopping spree! Mmmm...Nothing better than the smell of paper, glue, and ink mixed in one magic little (or big) package.
To best friend (Mr. Whiskers): Thanks for everything, hope to see you again soon! Although you still owe me, ha ha.
To best friends mom who's like a second mom to me: Love ya, and hope everything with you works out okay! Keep your spirits up, we all need to hear you laugh!
To grandparents: Thanks, and Happy Christmas!
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Talking in his sleep
I'm about to go to bed after a long day of holiday stuffa (not a real word, I know), and I just remembered something funny my big bro did the other night. I know I've talked about him talking in his sleep before, so this is nothing new, but what he said this time was particularly hilarious.
Now, it was like, three-thirty or four AM, and I was still in bed with my book light on reading (it's a good book, and I don't get a lot of time to read lately), and all of the sudden I hear my brother talking. So a look up from my book and listen real carefully to hear what he's saying, and this is what I hear:
"*grunt* Can I have... *silence* Um...um....um...another water? *pause* Please?"
And no, I am not exaggerating the amount of "um"s. In fact, I actually cut a few out, because I didn't want to sound annoying. And even though it is a very quiet house here at night, and I knew that I could easily wake him up, I nearly burst into laughter right then, which would have ruined it, really. Because then he'd wake up and I wouldn't get a chance to see if he was going to say anything more.
So anyway, what was really funny about this was that before he said goodnight to me he was complaining that he was thirsty and saying that he was going to fill up a water bottle (the new metal kind) so he had it by his bed if he wanted more. So when I overheard him talking in his sleep, I almost thought that he might be talking to me. Then I realized, "why would he be talking to me, if he said he was going to get water before he went to sleep?" so I just ignored him and waited to see if he was going to talk again. I figured that if he was trying to talk to me, then he would speak up again if I didn't respond. Well, a few seconds of silence and I got my answer: he started snoring, therefore he was indeed asleep. And not the soft snore that's just like he's breathing heavily, but the snort kind where you end up waking yourself up. Only he didn't wake up to my knowledge.
Okay, so my big brother talking in his sleep may not sound very amusing to you, but I thought it was hilarious. Of course, that could just be because I was delirious from sleep deprivation, but whatever.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. Have you ever had such a horrible nightmare that you wake in the middle of it to find that your heart is hammering and you can't move? That happened a few nights ago, and when I could move after a few seconds, I was all sluggish and stuff. It was awful. Do you ever get really bad nightmares like that? If so leave a comment, then maybe I won't feel like a weirdo with sleep paralysis or something.
Now, it was like, three-thirty or four AM, and I was still in bed with my book light on reading (it's a good book, and I don't get a lot of time to read lately), and all of the sudden I hear my brother talking. So a look up from my book and listen real carefully to hear what he's saying, and this is what I hear:
"*grunt* Can I have... *silence* Um...um....um...another water? *pause* Please?"
And no, I am not exaggerating the amount of "um"s. In fact, I actually cut a few out, because I didn't want to sound annoying. And even though it is a very quiet house here at night, and I knew that I could easily wake him up, I nearly burst into laughter right then, which would have ruined it, really. Because then he'd wake up and I wouldn't get a chance to see if he was going to say anything more.
So anyway, what was really funny about this was that before he said goodnight to me he was complaining that he was thirsty and saying that he was going to fill up a water bottle (the new metal kind) so he had it by his bed if he wanted more. So when I overheard him talking in his sleep, I almost thought that he might be talking to me. Then I realized, "why would he be talking to me, if he said he was going to get water before he went to sleep?" so I just ignored him and waited to see if he was going to talk again. I figured that if he was trying to talk to me, then he would speak up again if I didn't respond. Well, a few seconds of silence and I got my answer: he started snoring, therefore he was indeed asleep. And not the soft snore that's just like he's breathing heavily, but the snort kind where you end up waking yourself up. Only he didn't wake up to my knowledge.
Okay, so my big brother talking in his sleep may not sound very amusing to you, but I thought it was hilarious. Of course, that could just be because I was delirious from sleep deprivation, but whatever.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. Have you ever had such a horrible nightmare that you wake in the middle of it to find that your heart is hammering and you can't move? That happened a few nights ago, and when I could move after a few seconds, I was all sluggish and stuff. It was awful. Do you ever get really bad nightmares like that? If so leave a comment, then maybe I won't feel like a weirdo with sleep paralysis or something.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Bah-humbug...
I really don't like Christmas. I mean, don't get me wrong, I like getting presents and seeing the excitement when the people I love are opening presents from me, blah blah blah, and I love Jesus and am happy he was born, but really. He wasn't even born till March, anyway. Yeah, Jesus was born in March, not December. So why do we celebrate his birth December twenty-fifth each year? Because it was convenient for us. Okay, so that's probably not true, but whatever.
And if you think about it, all Christmas is about is stupid gifts like underwear that you did not ever want from your crazy grandma, annoying cousins you don't even know sending you letters bragging about their "sweet Molly who got her braces this year", or their "handsome Tommy who's on the chess team".
And yes (what a surprise), I also do not like the stupid end-of-year letters you get from family members who you can't even remember how they are related. All they do is brag about how cool their lives are compared to yours. Either that, or they brag about how their life sucks more than yours. But either way, they all suck. My personal favorite letter goes something like this, "Merry Christmas! Oh yeah, my husband died sometime in July. Hope you're doing well!"
Yeah, that's just what we want to hear at Christmas time. That your husband died month's ago and you are just now telling people. Also, thank you for making us go out and buy a condolence card at Hallmark during the busiest time of the year. We really appreciate the thought it took to make one little card ruin our Christmas.
I'm beginning to think that we should just celebrate Jesus' birth in March, and completely ignore Christmas day altogether.
But I have to say, to all the people I love (Mum, Dad, Bro, Nana, grandparents, uncle, uncle and aunt, uncle and aunt, best friend, best friends mom who's like second mom, Daisy, Bosco and Joey): I love you all lot's, and am happy that you are going to be here today to brighten up our Christmas. I think I might have gone mad if I hadn't known that you all would be here for us to enjoy the fruits of our labor.
Happy Christmas, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. Yes I know today is the twenty-second, but that's when company could make it, so don't judge. Also, to Best Friend: Sorry you couldn't make it...But ha ha you have some serious kissing-up to do for not coming. Muahahahahaha!
And if you think about it, all Christmas is about is stupid gifts like underwear that you did not ever want from your crazy grandma, annoying cousins you don't even know sending you letters bragging about their "sweet Molly who got her braces this year", or their "handsome Tommy who's on the chess team".
And yes (what a surprise), I also do not like the stupid end-of-year letters you get from family members who you can't even remember how they are related. All they do is brag about how cool their lives are compared to yours. Either that, or they brag about how their life sucks more than yours. But either way, they all suck. My personal favorite letter goes something like this, "Merry Christmas! Oh yeah, my husband died sometime in July. Hope you're doing well!"
Yeah, that's just what we want to hear at Christmas time. That your husband died month's ago and you are just now telling people. Also, thank you for making us go out and buy a condolence card at Hallmark during the busiest time of the year. We really appreciate the thought it took to make one little card ruin our Christmas.
I'm beginning to think that we should just celebrate Jesus' birth in March, and completely ignore Christmas day altogether.
But I have to say, to all the people I love (Mum, Dad, Bro, Nana, grandparents, uncle, uncle and aunt, uncle and aunt, best friend, best friends mom who's like second mom, Daisy, Bosco and Joey): I love you all lot's, and am happy that you are going to be here today to brighten up our Christmas. I think I might have gone mad if I hadn't known that you all would be here for us to enjoy the fruits of our labor.
Happy Christmas, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. Yes I know today is the twenty-second, but that's when company could make it, so don't judge. Also, to Best Friend: Sorry you couldn't make it...But ha ha you have some serious kissing-up to do for not coming. Muahahahahaha!
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