I’m not going to bore you with the details of how exactly I acquired a reindeer hat for my cat, but I will tell you this picture makes me laugh Every Single Time I look at it.

This weekend was good but my ass is sore from sitting in the car for so long. We went to Florence Friday night for a poetry slam that our friend Lindsay from Texas performed at. There was an extraordinary amount of bad poetry performed there, but Lindsay’s stuff was good as always. Figured out that an image of me is in one of her poems. Kinda cool, kinda weird.

Saturday we hung out, did laundry, read a bunch. I’m hooked on True Blood, so I decided to read the books to find out what happens. The books are entertaining but sort of weird. (I know, this IS a book series about vampires…not exactly normal). Saturday night we went to a Christmas party that was fun once we got there. Not sure why I was anxious about it but I was. Drank a few glasses of wine and a shot of this awesome lemon liquor, and then left to go hang out with Lindsay (again).

Got home way too late, woke up way too early and drove to Mississippi for Z’s birthday party. They have a rose breasted cockatoo and it is hilarious (and smart!). It was good to see both Z & Helene but we could only stay a few hours. On the drive back we ate in what is quite possibly the worst fast food restaurant in america – the Wendy’s in Tuscaloosa, exit 73 off of I-20. The chicken was rubbery (seriously, bounced off the pavement) and they forgot to put forks in the bag (we both ordered a baked potato). Do you know how hard it is to eat a baked potato without any sort of utensil? (I don’t either, since Emily went inside and got one for me).

I am grumpalicious today. But Emo in a reindeer hat still makes me laugh.