Mood:
not sureNow Playing: Judy Garland- The Man That Got Away
It started out okay. I tried to go to sleep around 11:00 on Christmas Eve, but then my step-dad came in and wanted to know if I wanted to give my mother one of her gifts early. It was this Febreze thing that looks like a CD player, and you put discs in it, but instead of music, five different scents emit from it. I didn’t care. I was loaded up on Valium and Benadryl, and he was putting me off and blowing my buzz. He ended up just leaving it until morning. Of course then anxiety kicked in and my sleep was a bit spotty. I always get like that on Christmas Eve, but I had hoped that all the sedatives would help. I woke up for the final time at 7:00 and just lay in bed listening to the radio until about 8:15. That’s when my VCR woke me up. I taped a bunch of Christmas specials that came on at inappropriate times. I ended up just watching most of one of them until 9:00, that’s when I got out of bed and brushed my teeth and just couldn’t wait anymore for presents.
My mother took FOREVER in the bathroom. At least 45 minutes. Like I said, I got out of bed at 9:00, and we didn’t start until almost 10:00. The suspense nearly did me in. We started off with the presents her students gave her. And she didn’t even want to open anything we bought her. We got her a bunch of Redskins shirts, a plaque with their fight song on it, a lamp that kind of looks like it was from Tiffany’s, and that Febreze thing that hurts my face if I’m in the living room with it. She got my step-dad pajamas, t-shirts, and socks. I got him Cars on DVD. I got two sets of pajamas, a hair dryer (that has to go back because it didn’t have a comb attachment), a hand mixer (that might go back because we had one, but it’s so hard to find those beaters that fit, so I might keep it), a new Lady and the Tramp hand bag (it’s bigger than the one I got for my birthday), a vibrating razor (it’s really cool), and some underwear (they always give me underwear on Christmas and my birthday; they think it’s funny, but they never remember doing it).
Then I started dinner. Me. All by me onesy. Did the same on Thanksgiving, and we had pretty much the same thing. I cooked the turkey, mashed potatoes, macaroni and cheese, gravy, rolls, and broccoli au gratin. But the broccoli went bad for some reason, and I was extremely disappointed. The part where I kind of fell apart was after dinner. My mother wanted to put the turkey away, but instead of slicing it up and putting it into bags or containers; she wasted half the box of aluminum foil by putting it over the whole bird and dripped juice all over the floor. Then she said something to the effect of that the turkey was getting worse by the second the longer it stayed out. But when I was trying to carve it up and put it away, she was all in the way cleaning the floor which I already had, but the juice did get everywhere because she was trying to put it in the refrigerator in the basement. And for some reason, that’s when frustration set in while I finished cleaning the kitchen. I have no idea why, but I just got really down after that. I had to go watch Love Actually to help recapture my Christmas spirit.
Now onto more important stuff. Football. Quick recap of what has happened since the last entry. After our awesome come back against the Browns, we became 4-6. Then we got straight punished by the Ravens when they shut us out 27-0, thus dropping our record to 4-7. It hurt so badly. Ben got sacked NINE TIMES! That is horrible. Just then we had our longest winning streak of the season winning three games in a row defeating the Buccaneers, Browns, and Panthers. So, we sat at 7-7, the first time since week two, playing the Ravens at home. The good news is that we didn’t get shut out and Ben didn’t get sacked nine times. We lost 31-7 and Ben only got sacked five times (/sarcasm). Now we are 7-8, facing the Bengals in Cincinnati. They just lost to the Broncos and sit at 8-7, and are on the outside looking in to get to the playoffs. So I hope that on Sunday we beat some Bungle ass, because if we can’t go to the playoffs, neither can they. An immature way to feel I know, but that’s how I feel nonetheless.
I can’t believe there’s only one more week left of the regular football season. And the way ours went, I’m not too torn up about it. I can’t find any team in the AFC to pull for this year. The Chargers are annoying, plus their linebacker did steroids and got caught, so their record (13-2) seems a bit tainted to me. Yeah, like I’ll pull for the Ravens after they annihilated us twice. The Colts’ rushing defense is so awful, and if you can’t stop the run, you can’t go far in the playoffs. I can’t believe they split in their division and went 3-3 in it. Of course I still think the Titans should have beaten them the first time. The Patriots? Next. And if the Broncos and Jets don’t mess it up and lose to the 49ers and Raiders, respectively, then they should get the wildcard spots. I would cheer for the Broncos, but they demoted probably one of my favorite non-Steelers player, Jake Plummer (a.k.a. Pornstache), and he probably won’t be on the team next year. And the Jets, I just don’t think they’ll make it out of the wildcard round, but they could surprise me, because they would play the Colts if the Ravens win and get the first-round bye, and the Colts have the 32nd ranked rush defense, but the Jets rush offense is only 20th, so that might be moot.
All that being said, I guess I’ll pull for the second seeded Saints. If anyone deserves a Super Bowl shot, it’s them. And if my Black and Gold can’t go, I guess their Black and Copper (?) should represent. The Bears got top seed, and I was pulling for them in the NFC, but their inconsistent at quarterback. I can’t believe what the Eagles have put together, if they beat the Falcons (PLEASE DO!), they’ll win the division. And everyone left them for dead after Donovan McNabb got hurt earlier this year. I’m still a little peeved that the Seahawks are going by default of their division sucking. And nobody called them out on how shoddily inconsistent their play has been, but they all got on Ben and the Steelers’ cases. Look, my quarterback hit a car, got appendicitis the week before the season started, and then suffered a second concussion after he hit the car. I know it sounds like I can’t let it go, but it’s so unfair. Then the wildcard spots will be the Cowboys and it’s like a headache trying to find out who gets the last one. The Giants are in the best position to get it if they beat the Redskins on Saturday. But, if Green Bay beats the Bears, which they could because since Chicago’s already wrapped up home-field advantage, they could rest their starters for most of the game, the Packers could then get the last slot in the playoffs because of their strength of schedule tie-breaker with the Giants. It is absolutely mind boggling. I don’t even think I just understood what I just wrote. I was watching NFL Live last night at 1:00, and they were explaining it, and I just wanted to cry. They said Green Bay needs to win and have New York win for the Packers to get in, but I’m still confused because no one said what would happen if the Packers won, but Giants lost. *In Gumby voice* MY BRAIN HURTS! But if I find this year’s playoffs to be boring, I can always watch last years again. It was so awesome.
Well, that will be all for me, but before I go, I have to post one of my two new-to-me favorite Christmas songs. This is All I Want for Christmas is You, it’s not the Mariah Carey version, but it generally is saying the same thing.
Take back the holly and mistletoe
Silver bells on string
If I wrote a letter to Santa Claus
I would ask for just one thing
I don't need sleigh rides in the snow
Don't want a Christmas that's blue
Take back the tinsel, stockings and bows
'Cause all I want for Christmas is you
I don't need expensive things
They don't matter to me
All that I want, it can't be found
Underneath the Christmas tree
You are the angel atop my tree
You are my dream come true
Santa can't bring me what I need
'Cause all I want for Christmas is you
I don't need expensive things
They don't matter to me
All that I want, it can't be found
Underneath the Christmas tree
You are the angel atop my tree
You are my dream come true
Santa can't bring me what I need
'Cause all I want for Christmas is you
'Cause all I want for Christmas is you
'Cause all I want for Christmas is you
Hmm, what could I possibly want more than any material possession on Earth?
WHERE DID THAT BITCH GET A PHOTO OF HIM IN THE POOL?!?! AUGH! I'M SO JEALOUS!
Sorry, I've been suppressing that for a couple of hours now. Oh yeah, that's what. I hope he had a Happy Christmas.
I'm phasing.
P.S. HE WAS IN A POOL! A POOL! THAT IS SO INAPPROPRIATELY UNFAIR!