AnneElicious


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December 31, 2008, 2:59 pm
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What a nice Christmas.

I’ve now got a ten pound food baby which I heartily enjoyed conceiving and a few lovely pressies (appreciated muchly). I’ve been lazing about the house in a constant glow of Christmas cheer and booze whilst my new Ugg-like slippers keep my feet toasty warm.

And one of the best surprises this Christmas?

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As usual I’m five years behind everyone else, but seriously, better late than never. Much better.

As a result blogging has been light of late and may continue in this fashion as I catch up with The Wire. See you in four seasons.

Happy New Year!



My Christmas List
December 24, 2008, 7:34 pm
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  • Wrapping the last of the presents – Done
  • Scoffing Chipsticks and Heroes washed down with Miller – Done
  • Hiding my food baby under a cosy wooly jumper – Done (I hope)
  • Wishing everyone in the Blogosphere a very, very Merry Christmas – Now done
  • Traditional Christmas Eve drinks with friends in the local – Next
  • CHRISTMAS – One more sleep!

Have an absolutely lovely day tomorrow, everyone. You rock.



That hurt.
December 15, 2008, 12:32 pm
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I had a fight with a paper bag yesterday. Unfortunately, it won.

As if Christmas queues aren’t pleasant enough, I managed to slice my finger open at counter number 6 in Boots. I was laden down with impersonal 3-for-2 gift sets and trying miserably to root out my purse while balancing my hefty shopping bags on one any available body space I had free. Finally, down in the bottomless pit of my handbag, I wrapped my weary fingers around my purse and pulled. As the purse came free , my finger made contact with the sharp edge of a stray shopping bag. I heard the slice before I felt it. Expecting a minor paper cut I looked down at my hand to see a stream of blood pooling down my finger and on to the shop floor. I felt my legs begin to wobble.

Errr, would you have any plasters there please – I besieged the sales assistant.

Panic-stricken sales assistant (in Boots remember, the place where they sell things of medicinal value, including funnily enough, plasters) – Crap, no, I only have tissues here! Really sorry!

– Well, if it’s not too much trouble, could you pass me those tissues and I’ll wipe up the blood on the floor if you wouldn’t mind running out on to the floor and grabbing me a box of plasters and I’ll pay for them of course.

– Ohhhhhhh. Ok.

Christmas shopping should come with a health warning.



Happy Days
December 9, 2008, 3:05 pm
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Everyone around me is in a great mood today. It makes a happy change from the weekend, when everyone was in a fouler, myself included.

As usual I had great intentions with my weekend, planning visits to town to finish the dreaded Christmas shopping and go for a much needed pint or six. Unfortunately, but not surprisingly, my lazy side won out and instead I pottered around the house, munching on Doritos and hummous. Eventually, I left the couch at roughly 9pm and made my way in to Messers Maguire where much to my liver’s delight, they sell Red Bull Cola which I happily mixed with vodka.

Of course this meant Sunday’s adventures started much later than planned. Through gritted teeth, my wonderful and patient mother dragged me down to Dundrum Town Centre and I managed to buy a whole two presents. A small start, but a start all the same.

Being hungover in DTC is a surreal experience. I’m going to make an obscure TV reference here, but I would compare it to when Buffy has a chip secreted on her by three super-nerds and it speeds up the world around her as she remains at her normal pace. Neato. I felt much the same as the Buffster did; only slower. My feet felt a tonne weight as I forged through the crowds who bumped and bashed my fragile limbs with their burdensome shopping bags. I have the bruises to prove it. Unless they’re from when I hit my head getting out of the taxi the night before…. yep, that’s more likely.

Two presents down, four hundred to go. Next weekend, next weekend.