December 18, 2005

• Man, what a busy damn day yesterday. I woke up early (well, for me its
  early on a Saturday, shortly before 10 in the AM) and exercised and had
  breakfast. After eating, I headed over to Toys R Us to get some gifts
  for my nieces and a gift for Mistey’s son Dean, who is turning 4. Next,
  it was off to Best Buy to get some shit, where I would wait in a very
  long (yet, quick moving) line. It was only about a 20 minute wait,
  which was pretty good considering the length of the line. Next, I went
  to Jewel to get the shit I needed to make that Puppy Chow stuff that a
  lady a work gave me a recipe for. While I was driving to the mall, I
  came up with an idea of playing Santa Claus (or as I like to call
  myself, Consalvo Claus) at the Christmas party. I finally got back home
  about 1:45, but had a lot to do. First, I called Heather and told her
  Santa would show up. I started to make the Puppy Chow (btw, its Chex
  cereal, peanut butter, chocolate and powdered sugar) when I realized I
  needed a large box of Chex. John was at the store, so I called him to
  have him pick up a bigger box. In the meantime, I showered and wrapped
  some gifts.

  Although the shit I made tasted good, it did not turn out the way I
  wanted it to; it is supposed to not stick together and be more white.
  This might have been why most people didn’t eat it. Anywho, I arrived
  at Keith and Heather’s about 5:15 and suited up as Santa. I had a bag
  full of gifts, including some new friends for Scooty. For several years
  now, Scooty has had a running joke that he has asked Santa for new
  friends. I gave him a Sammy Sosa bobble head doll (he is a Sox fan, and
  therefore hates Sosa. Of course, most Cub fans hate Sosa too now) and a
  very, extremely annoying snow man stuffed animal that I have always
  hated. It was meant to be a gag gift, yet, he actually took both of
  them with him when he left.

  After getting dressed, I walked next door to Rene’s, who had no idea I
  was coming as Santa. I pounded on the door and I could hear Rene say
  “who the hell is pounding on the door?” Somebody (I’m pretty sure it
  was her) opened the door and let me in. There were only about a million
  and one pairs of shoes at the entrance to the door, which I quickly
  stumbled over. Its hard enough to walk and see in that costume, and
  this was not making it any easier. I was told to head downstairs. The
  kids did not seem as excited to see me as I thought they would be. I
  sat down and started handing out gifts. Its funny, when you first get
  there, they all stand in front of you glad to see you and waiting for
  their gifts. Once they get the gifts, you are nobody to them. Corina
  did walk up to me and and gave me a hug after taking the gift. I posed
  for some pics with some of the kids (and Scooty and Craig both sat on
  my lap for pics) and I was on my merry way. Upon exiting the house,
  there, of course, were a bunch of shoes in front of the door. I once
  again stumbled over them and knocked my damn knee into the door. Of
  course, everybody laughed and said “sorry Santa” and I said “its ok,
  Santa just shattered a kneecap” and I was on my way. I heard everybody
  say goodbye to Santa, including Jt. Its funny, he would never say
  goodbye to me any other time, but put me in a Santa Claus suit and all
  is forgiven.

  After changing at Keith and Heather’s house, I came back over. As soon
  as Nicole saw me, she said “that was you in the Santa suit.” I told her
  that it was not me, because I was at home baking. Damn, that kid is too
  smart for her own good. She is not even 6 yet (ok, so she will be 6
  next week) and she already is having Santa doubts. Of course, she knows
  me a little to well, so maybe that’s why she knew.

  The rest of the night was pretty uneventful. I got a Simpsons calendar
  and a very cool plush Homer pillow which I will post a couple of pics
  of right now

  

  

  Doesn’t it kick all sorts of ass? He is saying “Facts are meaningless. They can be used to prove anything.”

  The party was fun, but pretty tame compared to last year’s party, but I
  think everybody still had a good time. I stood until shortly after 1 in
  the AM before heading home.

  Today, I finished my Christmas shopping. I stopped off to get gas at
  the normal BP I get gas at. Of course, there was a ton of people there.
  I waited in front of  a car that was at the pump. While waiting,
  somebody else came up behind the other car. After that car left, this
  lady pulled in, even though the driver of the car getting the gas told
  the other driver that I was there first. I instantly got out of the car
  to tell her I was there first and she and her pip squeak son said they
  were there first. I said I was parked there for 5 minutes and she said
  she was too. I was pretty pissed but told her to take the “fucking
  pump, its not that damn important”. I don’t care that she got the pump,
  but don’t sit there and lie to me that you were there first, when
  clearly, you weren’t.

  Fuck. The mall was packed today. Its times like these when I hate
  people and wonder how I could be in customer service. The line at the
  Bed Bath and Beyond I went to was long, (not nearly as long as the Best
  Buy line) and it seemed to never move. Anywho, after shopping I stopped
  off at Dave and Kelli’s for a while.

  Thats all for now people. Enjoy your Sunday evening.

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