judecorp | It's beginning to smell a lot like Christmas.

I should have know that if Jennifer and I went Christmas Tree shopping, there was no way we would buy one that was straight. Damn if that thing doesn't list waaaaay over. I was bummed about it for a while, and then it started to grow on me, but when I mentioned it to my mom, she was all, "If you want a perfect tree, buy a fake one." She knew that would irk me, that I hate fake trees. We got to talking about how we would go tree shopping (me,

smurfbrother, Mom, her husband) - John and I were totally anal about trees (that one has a hole, that one is crooked, that one isn't fat enough) and Mom and Baga didn't really care. Ha! I am /still/ anal. Now, though, I love my tree. It's so cute and crooked!

I took my mom to the Short North Tavern last night. Press Grill was too full. There was a band there (Shrunken Heads) that my mom really liked. I got tipsy because I hadn't eaten dinner. Ha. Tipsy with my mom. I got so chatty - I am a sentimental tipsygirl - everything was Jen this and Jen that and Jen Jen Jen. Mom didn't seem too uncomfortable this time, which was nice. Really nice. <3

I slept alone last night. I would have had a hard time falling asleep, but I was fairly intoxicated. Heh. I used to sleep in the middle of the bed, and the bed sort of caved in centerish. I went to sleep in the middle last night, and found that it was raised in the middle, from having two bodies there all the time. I rolled over onto "my side" with my pillow and it was like she was there with me, but it wasn't as warm.

<3