Saturday, December 24, 2005

It's Not a Small World, After All

I wish the world were a little smaller. It would be awesome to be able to head on over to Zube Boy's folks' Christmas party, then to my Mom's, and on to my Dad's all in a day. But, since Colorado, Illinois, Jersey, and North Carolina probably aren't going to morph into one in the forseeable future, and Zube Boy and I happen to have jobs that mean we're more often doling out fresh towels and fixing chairlifts to ensure other people's enjoyment of the Holiday Season, we'll be having our own little Christmas with our adopted Colorado family tomorrow.

That is if the germs in my throat will ease up on the bonfire they've got goin' on down in there. Damn, they can party.

Merry Christmas to all you Christmas celebrators, and happy day to the rest of you. May you find joy in the little things. For example, a horizontal icicle. I'm quite tickled to have found one.


I know it's just a freak display of nature, but I'm kind of worried, too, that my wind chime is plotting to kill me. It would be ironic if I were killed by my own ingenious method. By a fucking wind chime, no less.

Oh yeah. One thing I DON'T miss about back home Holiday traditions? Christmas morning back in Jersey always meant we ate pea soup for lunch. EW. Nasty. Not even the Barbie Dreamhouse made that shit easier to swallow.

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Amy said...

I wish you could visit all of your family in one day too, Zube! Looks like I will not be seeing my sister for Christmas. This will be the 2nd Christmas we won't be together, the other being Christmas 1994 when I lived in Colorado.

Just a tip - Theraflu Strips are awesome! Sure hope you feel better!

Have a wonderful Christmas!!!

Samantha said...

Whoa. I'm really trippin out right now. How do sideways icicles happen? Can anyone help a California girl out?

Zube Girl said...

Amy- I'm sorry about your sister. That just sucks. Thanks for the Thera-flu rec. I HATE being sick. Not that anyone likes it, but, yeah.

Samantha- It was my job to be the official icicle knocker downer the other day, and I knocked this one down, but it was frozen to the wind chime.

Nicky said...

Hope you, hubby and the rest of the Zube clan have a very Merry Christmas! Feel better soon. Some nice rum or whatever you prefer may put the fire out and it is alot more fun!

Storm said...

Merry Christmas Zube! Sucks that you're sick. Hope you feel better--and ASAP!

And pea soup for Christmas??? EEEEWWWWW. We always had sweet rolls all day until it was time for Christmas dinner.

Phil said...

Eeeewwwww. Pea soup is friggin' nasty.

Y'know, that sun on the windchime does seem to have a rather evil look to its eye . . . watch your back, Zube. Of course, the chime really does have good reason, if you think about it. I mean, how would you like to be left outside in such cold that an icicle sticks to your crotch? I think you'd probably be looking to stick that icicle in someone, too.

As for the cold, I'll give you my own sure-fire cure . . . a mug of Breathe Easy tea + 1 tblsp Bushmill's. "If whiskey can't cure it, it ain't worth curing!" ;)

Have a very Merry Christmas, Zube.

Phil
Echoes in a Nomad's Head

Anduin said...

Merry Christmas to you and Zube Boy and all the rest of your family (cats and dog included).

Cool icicle. I would hate to walk into that thing. That would be a surprise.

junebee said...

Merry Christmas to all the Zubes, of the two-footed and four-footed varieties.

The face on that wind chime looks awfully menacing. I'd look over my shoulder if I were you.

What on earth possessed your mom to make you guys eat pea soup for Christmas? Peas on earth? It surely wasn't good will toward men (or daughters).

Chickie said...

I think Zach is growing the ice knife. I hear he's still mortified that you told us how scared he was of his water bowl.

Miss Ann Thrope said...

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Miss Ann Thrope said...

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Merry Christmas ~smooch~

txsm said...

You do realize that a good CSI would figure out that an icicle was used as a weapon. They do an autopsy and see there was 'water' in the wound, then take a sample and test it and found dirt, germs, etc., yeah, you'd be caught...heh, had to do that!

Merry Christmas all you and your Z crew!

Oh, and the pea soup thing...ewwww,
Mom would use the ham bone from the christmas ham and make split pea soup......ick! It always reminds me of that scene in Porky's II where she pretends to puke in the resturant.....

Zube Girl said...

Nicky- Merry Christmas to you, too! Mmmm...Rum.

Storm- Blech! Pea soup is nasty!

Phil- You know, I think you're right about that. Maybe I should bring all of my wind chimes inside so they don't stage a coup against me. Zube Boy would love that because they drive him nuts with their chiming!

Anduin- Yeah, I wouldn't want to get stabbed in the eye with it.

Junebee- Hahahahaha! Peas on earth. Maybe that's what my Mom was thinking. I'll have to ask her.

Chickie- You might be onto something!

Miss Ann Thrope- Merry Christmas!

TXSM- I LOVE CSI! I do. They sure as hell would figger it out!

justdawn said...

Pea Soup...YUK!

And it *does* look as though the sun and moon are co-conspiring you demise. Cool picture, though:)

Zube Girl said...

Justdawn- Yeah, pea soup is NASTY. I can't say it enough. I did think the picture was pretty nifty.

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