Lessons Learned

Tonight was so great. Really. So, so great. It was basically the first time I’ve gotten to spend time with more than two people in my family at a time, so it was, to quote a legend, pretty cool. On Friday I, unwillingly, went to see Tron: Legacy. Not that I didn’t want to see it, but that was supposed to be my Me-Mom-and-Dad dinner celebrating my epic return to the mothership. Instead I was dragged off  (literally) to the AMC Imax (a big shout-out to the Susanville cinema) at Tyler. Now, I wanted to see this movie (and I’m glad I did), but my fabulous dinner was cancelled. But it was still a blast… until I got sick, that is. Before, during and after the movie, I had the following foods: string cheese, Hershey’s kisses, brownies, kettle honey dijon chips, a bowl of cereal, a bunch of yogurt pretzels, eggs, bacon, pancakes and chicken. This was snacking, during the movie and the meal I split with my sister at IHOP. So all that food plus five glasses of lemonade at the restaurant. I think I was in this craze where all I had been accustomed to was Caf food and, BAM, food at my ready all-of-a-sudden. I was really sick that night after IHOP, needless to say. But my Mommy made me ginger tea to help me feel better. (:

I’ve been more cautious about my nutrition since that incident.

And I went Christmas shopping and have kind of vegged the past few days, and I even spent my first day home with my sister (which was a welcome surprise). It’s been heavenly, I must say.

Tonight, like I said, was pretty great. My Mom and I made peanut butter (gross) rice crispy treats. Afterwards, Brad (my sister’s… boyfriend - more on that when I can elaborate *wink wink at Becca*), Mom and Ashley played a game called Phase 10. Here I will list quotes/brief summaries of the highlights:

• I fed my sister’s dog, Toby, some of our chips. After I stopped feeding him he started crying to me and barking. When he doesn’t get his way, for attention he goes and hides himself in our bathtub and cries till someone gets him. No one ever does. So I gave a chip to Sam, Ashley’s other dog, and Toby heard. He was out of that tub like lightning… I guess you had to be here.
  
• Our cat, affectionately called ‘Bizz-Bizz’, sat on our nativity scene staring at porcelain baby Jesus for two hours. I wonder if she even blinked
  
  
• Ashley (referring to my green tea): How can you drink that stuff, Courtney? It’s gross.
  Me: Well, I think Brad’s gross - how can you date him?
  Brad: You know, that’s a good point.
  
  He wasn’t kidding…

• Speaking of Brad gems… he hid my sister’s Christmas present IN HER OWN BOX. So, she has this box sitting in her room that belonged to one of her Disney figurines. She went to clean up the box and put it in our attic and noticed that the Styrofoam was out of the box, next to it. She opens the box to put the Styrofoam in and in the box is her Christmas present. In. Her. Box. Brad thought this was clever, so we can’t tell him we know. So. Great.
  
• Eric-a and I decided to show my Mom, who is from Canada, The Biebs. She didn’t know about him and I had been telling her about J’s ringtones and the dreams and… well, you know that already. So we showed her the first half of his “Baby” music video. All she said after was this:
  
  “Does his babysitter know he’s doing this?” 

And a bunch of other great stuff, but I’m very tired at the moment. Hopefully more Yule and good tiding blogs to come. I’m going to snag some video of our decorations and put it on FB. Ah, I love Christmas.

Thanks a million, Jesus.

Toodle Pip.