Blissed Out ๐Ÿ˜ด

This may or may not have been me earlier.

Christmas Eve was wonderful… just wonderful; I havenโ€™t had a Christmas Eve that was just my mom and me in many years. And we havenโ€™t had time to ourselves at all in so long. In spite of wearing masks and being careful it was still a happy time. It was a precious time.

We had lots of snacks. We drank a lot (didnโ€™t get like, drunk, but we still drank two bottles so now Iโ€™m drinking a lot of water.) SO many good things to eat, oh my god. Then I baked her my frozen humita empanadas and they were perfect, she ate a lot. I was really proud.

While we snacked, we watched A Christmas Story. My mom had never seen this movie before, one of my favorites. No one ever wants to watch it with me willingly, and it was really nice to have her enjoy it. We also watched A Muppet Christmas Carol.

In between movies we each opened a present. I gave my mom a little perfume she wanted and she was so happy she looked like she might cry. It was only like a $30 perfume from her wishlist but I guess she never felt like she could justify it… I think I need to stalk her list a little during the year and surprise her from time to time.

I chose to open Buddy and Sarah (and Santaโ€™s) letter rather than a gift. It was a really funny card, I loved it!

As you can see, the card said I would find a present behind the grandfather clock (itโ€™s actually a grandmother clock but I guess they didnโ€™t know that), however, I couldnโ€™t open anything else, so Iโ€™ll have to wait until tomorrow. I wonder what it could be! ๐Ÿ™Š

Anyway, I have a headache and Iโ€™m so exhausted and sleepy that I can hardly think straight enough to type, but I wanted to share a few kitty photos I took today before I end this post. The first couple were taken when I was waiting for my mom to get here, and the cats were chilling on the porch:

Afterwards when we were relaxing in the living room Tomoyo was super affectionate. In this photo she is laying on my stomach, she was kneading and purring so much:

I guess thatโ€™s it, Iโ€™ll have to proofread this tomorrow… I wish once again a happy Christmas Eve to all my friends and followers!

Merry Christmas Eve! ๐ŸŽ„

Finally, it’s here! For me, Christmas isn’t Christmas Day, it’s really Christmas Eve. When I was little, we never opened presents on Christmas Day. It was Christmas Eve and you weren’t allowed to open them until midnight, not even one. And the next morning everyone went out to play and show off what they had.

When we came to the United States, in our zeal to assimilate we began opening presents on Christmas morning (with usually one on Christmas Eve.) But even twenty years later, my real excitement is for tonight.

On an exciting note, I was quite sure that Buddy and Sarah went away for the year, but they had a final surprise in store! I found them under the Christmas tree when I went to turn it on:

The letter is from Santa, too. I wonder what it could be! But then, should I open it tonight, or on Christmas Day? ๐Ÿค” I’m excited about the mystery so I kind of want to leave it til last…

I’ve been slow with my chores due to my tummy still not feeling exactly fantastic. I can tell the experience left me very dehydrated. So I’m getting everything done slowly but surely, while drinking a lot of Gatorade.

My mom is probably still sleeping or perhaps about waking up. She’ll be here around 3pm, I believe. I know she was very tired, as she always is these days… In the back of my mind I feel the time to take care of her is approaching faster than neither of us wants to admit. Mainly because I don’t want to wait until she gets sick or has an accident at work that prevents her from enjoying life.

I think if she didn’t still have Shampoo and Sweeney (the kitties… Shampoo is VERY old though) I probably would be seriously considering moving her in, but we have four cats already, Tomoyo would torture Shampoo, and Sweeney would fight with everyone. My mom is so alone and unhappy, and increasingly overwhelmed, and I worry more and more, but I know she treasures her independence, as we do ours.

It is not something anyone wants to rush, but while I hope it’s a few years away still, knowing my husband has always been supportive of such a thing has always given me so much peace. I’m not sure any other man I’ve known would have been okay with that.

Then again perhaps if I began to do more work so I could help my mom and she could take more time off, that time could be extended. I’ll certainly have to work if she moves in, so maybe it’s time I begin considering that as a first option.

Anyway! The post got derailed. I’m mostly caught up on posts now. It’s time to finish getting ready!

Runnin’ Around Squelfland ๐Ÿ๏ธ

Over the last few weeks I’ve been playing a little more Animal Crossing, on and off. I really want to get more into it now that my family is all playing together, but I’m kinda burned out. My villagers are all a little upset at being ignored:

Alfonso ended up on my island by accident. He was my sister’s villager and I believe she didn’t mean for him to leave. For that reason, even though he wasn’t a favorite, I just can’t seem to let him go. I may let Lily go eventually though, despite the fact that I do like her.

Snow finally stuck to the ground. Bamboo island looked especially cold:

Since I had an empty house plot I started to go to islands hoping to find The Holy Grail Raymond, of course with no luck. I found some pretty cute villagers that I ended up not grabbing since it’s so easy to get them with an Amiibo:

This one gave me heart a little leap for a split second, but no dice…

Eventually though, I met Rod. He was irresistible. I’d never seen him before, and with that color scheme, those eyes, and being a mouse, he had to come to my island, no question about it. So I ended my search with him.

I was really happy to come across him later in Squelfland, he’s really perfect:

I made a Snowboy finally… it was a tad underwhelming.

And of course now that I bought acquired a RIDICULOUS amount of bells, I finally hit Tarantula Island for the first time. This particular moment was funny:

I leave you with some of my holiday/cold weather outfits:

That’s all for this post!

Unscheduled Game Time ๐Ÿ™ƒ

So last night ended a little rough. Completely from out of nowhere I got these terrible stomach cramps and Iโ€™m just gonna… omit what followed, but it was bad. I had to completely abandon the dinner I was in the middle of cooking for poor Christopher, and it took me a full two hours to recover. In the end Christopher made me a biscuit with butter and some scrambled egg and tea, and that rejuvenated me. But it spoiled our evening overall. ๐Ÿ˜ž

Today I’m still not 100%, but better. Kinda. I hope I don’t take another bad turn as the day goes. I have so much to do…

I ended up playing more Giraffe and Annika in bed, so I have a few more screenshots to share:

It truly is a lovely game, very relaxed… the best part has to be the music, it’s so Ghibli-esque, and Anikka is such an utterly adorable character.

I did get to my first boss battle, and gosh I sucked at it (though I did win by button mashing). Battles are a rhythm game, and that is not my forte. I cannot keep a beat to save my life.

There are also “cards” to collect as you go along, called “Meowsterpieces”:

The story starts off very cryptic and still is for me, but it’s become clear in a comic snippet and by this dialogue that Giraffe is quite a bit older than Annika:

So yeah, defeated a boss and learned how to jump, I am also able to replay the rhythm games now, so perhaps I’ll improve. ^_^;

I have a few more entries in drafts so hopefully I’ll get them posted today.