Posts tagged christmas
Hey, hi, happy holidays homies! And a very merry Christmas to you from Ikea Monkey, The O’Neil family, dozens of dearly departed cocktail shrimp and all of your friends (okay, friend) here at laurenoutloud.com:
Groundskeeper Willie is not one of your friends if you’re pet shop Santa, clearly.
That photo is from last Christmas, but it’ll never get old because it’s a classic — like Woll Smoth and the 2/10 would not bang thing and innocent mischief and the act of bringing one’s laundry home for mom to do because she’s just way better at than you’ll ever hope to be…
Here are a few photos from the past couple of days in Chatham and Windsor doing Xmas 2012 — relatively low-key with lots of family, food and fawesome fpresents, just the way I flove it.
Oh! And before I forget, the winner of LOL’s BIG 2012 CHRISTMAS SMARTPHONE GIVEAWAY is Ravi Steve with his super soup (get it?)
Big ups to all of the generous contest entrants – if it were up to me, you’d all win phones and ponies too.
I’ve got to “GET OFF OF THAT COMPUTER, LAUREN!” now, but first I must share with you this video from Slacktory in which one man attempts to answer the age old question: “what if Santa were a finance worker named Dave Penderson who drove a 1998 Ford Focus?”
Merry Gifmas to all, and to all a good 5 more minutes that are left of Christmas.
Yesterday was one of those days — the highly memorable kind that you could totally call “a rollercoaster” if it had been anything other than stellar for the first 80 percent of it… Or if I had spent it at Cedar Point or Wonderland or something.
It all started out dreamily with some DIRELY needed hair TLC at Sparks in Liberty Village (full review of that adventure coming soon, but long story short: Sparks Salon = beauty heaven and Liquid Keratin = gorgeous hair in a bottle.)
Then, I spent some quality time with the boys…
Did some last minute Christmas shopping…
Hit the gym, computed a little, packed my car and hit the road to head home for Christmas.
Vinyl Tap was on the radio, my coffee cup was full, and I was only 4 hours away from SLEEPING IN MY SWEET BED IN CHATHAM!
Or so I thought.
Scumbag car strrrrrikes again! WHY MAN? WHY? Just as I’m getting on the 427 you decide to overheat? Why are you so hot? IT’S FREEZING OUTSIDE!
I called my dad who advised me not to drive four hours West with the gauge at full H and the check engine light on. My boyfriend, his brother, and everyone else I talked to agreed, and since I couldn’t get one person to give my bright idea at the very least a “meh, you’ll be okay,” I did the next best thing.
Anybody know a 24/hr auto repair shop that’s open 24 hours? Right now?
— Lauren O’Neil (@laurenonizzle) December 23, 2012
It was a long shot. I’d already pulled over and started Googling shops in the area on my iPhone to see what time they’d be open the next day, fully resigned to the fact that I wouldn’t be able to make my family Christmas today.
And then this popped up on my screen:
@laurenonizzle Apparently Bento’s on Dundas 416-533-2500
— Tania (@tania) December 23, 2012
“Huh,” I thought. “Worth a try.”
30 minutes later, this:
IT WAS A FESTIVUS MIRACLE!
Not only were the guys at Bento’s able to take me in right away, they got me back on the road within an hour — All because Tania took the time to reply to my tweet.
She didn’t have to do that. She could have let the tweet pass by and clicked over to something more entertaining, but she took the time to find and send me that number instead.
Scumbag car overheats on the highway; Good guy Twitter followers help me locate a 24 hr mechanic within minutes.
— Lauren O’Neil (@laurenonizzle) December 23, 2012
That little gesture made a world of difference to me — the difference between making it home in time for my extended family Christmas in Windsor and having to catch a train home the next evening with four huge bags of gifts in tow.
Thank you, Tania. You saved my Christmas with your simple act of kindness, and that does not deserve to go unrecognized or un-paid-forwarded.
So here; I donated a mango tree to a school in Africa through Plan Canada in your name (which I wrote as @tania since I don’t know your last name and wanted this to be a surprise.)
Just a small token of my appreciation that I hope makes someone’s life a little better, like your speed-Tweeting that shop’s number did for me.
Now for the Holiday Party Roundup Part 2 (Y’all can see Part 1 here) complete with 140 character party reviews once again — enjeezy!
Last but not least, this:
Don’t read the comments. Just believe…
I’ve been writing a “Christmas wish list” every December for as long as I can remember.
When I was a kid, these lists were written out by hand in pencil crayon (Sky Magenta by Laurentian what up!) and addressed to Santa — which I hear is still a thing, somehow, even in the age of information.
They almost always included “a real live puppy” and at least 10 flashy toys I’d seen in TV commercials during my Saturday morning cartoons; the Super Soaker 2000, Veterinarian Barbie, The Talkback Dear Diary… Stuff that seemed so much cooler pre-iPhone.
When I eventually found out that all of the grownups I knew were (incredibly generous) LIARS, I started giving Christmas lists to my parents instead.
My mom still asks me for them, but these days the only thing I really want come Christmas morning is a strong cup of coffee and some chill time at home.
Or so I thought.
I decided that this year, instead of a typed out email list, I’d make a Christmas Pinterest board with all of the items I’ve bookmarked on my favourite online shopping sites recently… and then some.
Finally, I see the value of this beast! TO HELP ME CONSUME!
I decided to share my Christmas Wishlist with y’all in case you’re looking for something to buy the weird, kind of nerdy fashion-loving, 27-year-old female in YOUR life — I also requested things like”black socks! white socks! memory cards! more black socks!” and “A REAL LIVE PUPPY!” is in an email list to my mother. But those things are a given.
Basically, cats and skeletons. Also money for improv classes or one of those working holiday programs. That would be cool.
I actually stumbled upon this sweet rapping paper on the pinny while building my list / board… listboard? loard? blist?
As much as I love Eminem, I’d go for Rapper’s Delight in Green if I were to buy some of that stuff FOR EIGH FREAKING DOLLARS A SHEET. Instead, I’ll wrap my gifts in whatever my mom’s got in the basement on Christmas eve because that’s just how I do.
Speaking of wrap and Christmas, have you see DMX doing Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer on some radio show yet? It’s a beautiful rendition of the song.
The gift of giving is a nice one too.