So today is Christmas eve eve. Aren’t you excited?

In a few hours I finish work and then I have 12 fantastical days of emptying my mind of anything work related. I have a few plans for Christmas which are as follows:

1) Sleeping.
2) Eating – Every year around this time I crave nothing but Asian and Indian food which of course just isn’t going to happen in my family who live by the idea you can never eat too much turkey. I have armed myself with a bunch of recipies which mix Asian, Indian and turkey to combat this. I think this means I win.

So, I hope you all enjoy the snow (yes I am looking at you America & Canada) and have an awesome festive holiday.

I have been having some odd dreams of late. Not unexpected because I tend to go through little cycles where at first I will not sleep at all, for weeks at a time. Then I will sleep the night through but I will have crazy dreams so when I wake up in the morning I feel less rested than if I hadn’t slept at all. Then I will sleep like the dead for a few weeks and the cycle will begin again.

Dreams this week have included lots of death, certain stretches of Motorway and Barack Obama/John McCain having a boat race (think Oxford Vs Cambridge) down the Hudson river to decide the US Presidency.

Kind of annoying when I could be using my valuable sleep time to dream of:

This

This

Or these

Wouldn’t that be far more constructive?

I am very nearly done with my seasonal gift buying for this year. Which is no major feat when you consider that I am a serious world recorder holder for most clueless person when it comes to presents.

Surprisingly the most difficult person this year is my 12 year old niece. Normally I think of what I would most like for Christmas and buy it for her (apart from my first choice of a Pony because THAT IS ALL MINE). This normally works a treat because I am obviously a giant child and so what I most desire usually fits well into the child category. Sadly she is of an age now where most items designed for a 12 year old fit into one of three categories

1) Really really inappropriate clothing which would not look out of place in an Ann Summers catalogue.
2) Make-up to make them look like pretty little hookers.
3) Pink stuff

The first two I have a major problem with, and I could rant for hours but as an early Christmas gift I will spare you (Happy Christmas!!)
The third I also have a problem with because much to my disappointment my niece will practically have a happy seizure if you get her anything pink. I blame the fact she lives in another country and thus I am not able to shape her in my image yet.

After many eye widening and near tears moments I decided that I had found the ideal gift. For her and me. A pink cake/cookie/cake making set with all sorts of fun bright pink kitchen items.

First it is a win for her because she loves cooking (yay she IS my niece after all) and it is pink.
Second it is win for me because what could be more awesome than my little niece baking her favourite aunt cookies on Christmas morning! Lots and lots of cookies. With sprinkles.

Score.

You know you are a slave to the internet when:

You walk past a shop selling ‘Buckets’ and you instantly tut, shake your head and think you ought to point out that it should be spelled ‘bukkit’

You hear a news item saying ‘Amazon in trouble’ and you think oh nooo I buy *everything * from Amazon. Then you realise it is referring to the place with trees and stuff.

You can’t wait to see your cat just so you can spend your free time moulding him into LOLcat shapes.