December 26, 2003

The One With The Christmas Rundown

A question my daddy asked me on the way to our family Christmas party: "Who is the Second Noel?"

'Twas a wondrous Christmas yet again, the perfect occasion in which to partake in copious alcohol consumption, guilt-free! Some really great wine was being served at our annual family gathering and who am I to pass up such luxury? Perhaps my taste buds are not "cultured" enough, but I learned that a $250 bottle of 1999 Opus One tastes almost exactly like a $20 bottle of generic merlot from the local AM/PM. The only difference is that you feel like a total rock star! Ah.. livin' the good life, even for a few hours (or however long your buzz lasts) is pretty damn sweeet.

I got some kick ass present$, too. I love them all, but this one I am particularly delighted by:

It's an Ecosphere, a self-contained, self-sustaining ecosystem. I've been wanting this for forever. It's the perfect mix of biology and art, and most importantly, it's an aquarium you DON'T HAVE TO FEED OR CLEAN OR TAKE CARE OF!!! Does that say "Nancy" all over it, or what?!?!?!

Here's a closer look at my new little pets, who decided to get together and smile for their new master:

I LOVE IT!!!

I have to go now, there's a Forensic Files marathon on! Do the Christmas treats ever end? :)

Posted by Nancy at 07:31 PM

September 09, 2003

The One Where It's My Parent's Anniversary

I was conceived 25 years ago today. The fact that I know that is disturbing. What's even sicker is that I know what city and hotel this took place at. Ugh, gross. Happy 25th Wedding Anniversary, Mom & Dad! In completely unrelated news, photo fragments (no, you can't click them!) from a recent rendezvous in Carmel:

Posted by Nancy at 11:56 PM

July 20, 2003

The One Where I'm Sick Of My Relatives

I'm thinking of wearing one of these shirts to the next family gathering:

I just saw these people a month ago, and four months prior to that, and they keep asking me the same damn question, as if a month is going to change anything. What do they want me to say ... instead of "a year" it will be "Oh, 11 months, 2 days and 4 hours..." Is it an exact count they want? Are they senile? Do they like inflicting pressure on me? Did they think I was able to magically hire a pack of house elves to infiltrate my school's records and forge documents to make it seem I'm closer to graduating than I originally thought? I swear, if it weren't for the awesome bibinka or ginataan these relatives feed me...

Posted by Nancy at 04:14 PM