Today I began my xmas shopping. The Nightmare before Christmas should really have been about the horrors of visiting Walmart in December. You just shouldn't do it. The only good to come of it was that I ate an Egg McMuffin and found The Thin Red Line in the $5 DVD bin. I love that D's movie wish list is complied solely of crappy or old or crappy and old movies. It makes things so less expensive for me! I ended up grabbing Sideways for myself, I've never seen it but Sandra Oh is good, wine is good, and it was a still less then the cost of a rental. If it turns out to be sweet utter crap, I can always use it as a coaster or to scrape the ice off the windshield. There isn't a downside. I'd watch it tonight but my brother just informed me he has never seen Superbad and that's all I have to say about that.

The start of Christmas baking commences tomorrow along with my attempt at mimicking a Tortuga rum cake for D. (It gave me an excuse to buy a bundt pan!) I've still got a lot of shopping to do, a scarf to finish and a nail appointment to go to. Oh yea and I don't own winter boots yet and the stilettos on ice are starting to get a little dangerous. Can someone remind me why this time of the year is supposed to be fun?

Oh right. Because of booze.

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