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And the thing that will make them ring is the carols that you sing right within your heart~
I don't care if it's technically over, I'm still starting this post off with a carol and a big old MERRY CHRISTMAS. :D
And I did have a good one, and a hilariously bad story to go with it. Before that, though, I give you the haul:
- Sony E-Reader (electronic books FTW)
- Apples to Apples
- A Slanket (seriously, look these up. They're kind of awesome XD)
- Clothing in the form of sweaters
- Kitchen-y odds and ends, to include a pie plate, salt and pepper shakers, and the coolest salad tongs ever
- Disney movies
- A stuffed penguin (*A*)
- Awesome purse from my brothers
- Other assorted odds and ends, such as pencils with quotes from The Office on them and Politically Correct War (which looks to be a hilarious card game)
Now for the stories. :D
But first, the preface.
I have an aunt, and uncle, and two young cousins in Arizona. For those of you who were reading my LJ over the summer, they're the family that I was talking about - the ones who were visiting. Anyways, they've got a track record for giving strange gifts. For example, they've sent us strange underwear (Hawaiian Punch boxers and then holiday themed boxers with Santa and reindeer heads over the crotch...like, I said, strange) two years running. This preface, however, is about the year before that.
That year, they were still giving relatively relevant gifts. My older brother received a CD, my younger brother a video game. Both had gift receipts attached, but effort was made nonetheless. Hoping for the same, I opened my package.
And was greeted with bright, eye-searing pink.
Now, I can be a bit of a girly girl at times, but eye-searing pink never bodes well for me. Never.
So with more than a little trepidation, I fished my present out of the box and unfolded what turned out to be a pink long sleeved shirt.
With the word LOVE down the front.
In sequins.
With a ♥ in place of the O.
The look on my face was a cross between shock, horror, awe, and a plea for salvation, garnished with overtones of DO NOT WANT. It has since been termed the "LOVE Look" in my family and is used whenever a gift is less than enthusiastically received.
The LOVE Look struck again this morning, and epically so.
Once again we opened presents from the Arizona family. Once again, my older brother received strange underwear (Scooby-Doo boxers with the caption "Naughty Is Nicer." Um. Okay). My little brother received a Notre Dame visor, which worked for him. My dad got a golf shirt, which also worked for him.
I opened my box and was presented with a shirt and socks. They don't look that bad, right? Well, aside from the obvious desperation of the shirt's design (because nothing says Oh God I'm desperate like a mistletoe Kiss Me shirt). Oh, no, the problem starts when I pull them out of the box.
Because then they do this. Yes, those articles of clothing are lighting up. It's not subtle either: there's a semicircle of bright yellow LED lights sewn into the shirt that don't match the design or anything about the shirt at all and light up in random patterns every time the shirt is moved. The exact same goes for the socks, except those lights are red.
And to top off this lovely picture of Oh my God are you kidding me, the design on the socks says, in proud bold letters, LOVE.
Obviously my Ghosts of Christmas Past decided now would be a great year to play with me. I got the LOVE Look, laughed because I'd go nuts if I did anything else, and watched Mom open her present from the Arizona family.
Which turned out to be a homeopathic rock lamp. Supposedly this thing releases negative ions, which attract positively charged allergens and air pollutants into clumps that drop onto your carpet to be vacuumed up, leaving your air clean and fresh. Quite frankly, it's a Himalayan rock that's been violated by a lightbulb and it's orange.
Maybe I should be grateful for the shirt after all.
And to end the post, a present of sorts for you all! I uploaded music for Kae and figured I'd share with everybody while I was at it. It's pretty much part Playlist Kia's Had On Repeat For A Month and part All the Crush 40 Kia Has. Enjoy~ :3
I don't care if it's technically over, I'm still starting this post off with a carol and a big old MERRY CHRISTMAS. :D
And I did have a good one, and a hilariously bad story to go with it. Before that, though, I give you the haul:
- Sony E-Reader (electronic books FTW)
- Apples to Apples
- A Slanket (seriously, look these up. They're kind of awesome XD)
- Clothing in the form of sweaters
- Kitchen-y odds and ends, to include a pie plate, salt and pepper shakers, and the coolest salad tongs ever
- Disney movies
- A stuffed penguin (*A*)
- Awesome purse from my brothers
- Other assorted odds and ends, such as pencils with quotes from The Office on them and Politically Correct War (which looks to be a hilarious card game)
Now for the stories. :D
But first, the preface.
I have an aunt, and uncle, and two young cousins in Arizona. For those of you who were reading my LJ over the summer, they're the family that I was talking about - the ones who were visiting. Anyways, they've got a track record for giving strange gifts. For example, they've sent us strange underwear (Hawaiian Punch boxers and then holiday themed boxers with Santa and reindeer heads over the crotch...like, I said, strange) two years running. This preface, however, is about the year before that.
That year, they were still giving relatively relevant gifts. My older brother received a CD, my younger brother a video game. Both had gift receipts attached, but effort was made nonetheless. Hoping for the same, I opened my package.
And was greeted with bright, eye-searing pink.
Now, I can be a bit of a girly girl at times, but eye-searing pink never bodes well for me. Never.
So with more than a little trepidation, I fished my present out of the box and unfolded what turned out to be a pink long sleeved shirt.
With the word LOVE down the front.
In sequins.
With a ♥ in place of the O.
The look on my face was a cross between shock, horror, awe, and a plea for salvation, garnished with overtones of DO NOT WANT. It has since been termed the "LOVE Look" in my family and is used whenever a gift is less than enthusiastically received.
The LOVE Look struck again this morning, and epically so.
Once again we opened presents from the Arizona family. Once again, my older brother received strange underwear (Scooby-Doo boxers with the caption "Naughty Is Nicer." Um. Okay). My little brother received a Notre Dame visor, which worked for him. My dad got a golf shirt, which also worked for him.
I opened my box and was presented with a shirt and socks. They don't look that bad, right? Well, aside from the obvious desperation of the shirt's design (because nothing says Oh God I'm desperate like a mistletoe Kiss Me shirt). Oh, no, the problem starts when I pull them out of the box.
Because then they do this. Yes, those articles of clothing are lighting up. It's not subtle either: there's a semicircle of bright yellow LED lights sewn into the shirt that don't match the design or anything about the shirt at all and light up in random patterns every time the shirt is moved. The exact same goes for the socks, except those lights are red.
And to top off this lovely picture of Oh my God are you kidding me, the design on the socks says, in proud bold letters, LOVE.
Obviously my Ghosts of Christmas Past decided now would be a great year to play with me. I got the LOVE Look, laughed because I'd go nuts if I did anything else, and watched Mom open her present from the Arizona family.
Which turned out to be a homeopathic rock lamp. Supposedly this thing releases negative ions, which attract positively charged allergens and air pollutants into clumps that drop onto your carpet to be vacuumed up, leaving your air clean and fresh. Quite frankly, it's a Himalayan rock that's been violated by a lightbulb and it's orange.
Maybe I should be grateful for the shirt after all.
And to end the post, a present of sorts for you all! I uploaded music for Kae and figured I'd share with everybody while I was at it. It's pretty much part Playlist Kia's Had On Repeat For A Month and part All the Crush 40 Kia Has. Enjoy~ :3
