An iPod In A Pear Tree
Geoff said he nearly bought another iPod when he was shopping on Sunday. But fear of me kicking his butt stopped him. He's very enamored with the photo iPod. Myself, having seen the U2 iPod in person, am in love with the black.

Often while I am walking and listening to my iPod, I laugh out loud at the music it chooses. It is permanently on shuffle, so I never know what I am going to get. I almost wonder if I shouldn't be ashamed of some of the stuff on it, but I have no shame. I like to listen Bryan Adams on my iPod. If that is wrong I don't want to be right. :) Alright, I'll post the last 15 songs my iPod played.

Out of Touch - Hall & Oates
I Believe - REM
Let It Whip - Dazz Band
Every Day - Phillips, Craig & Dean
Can't Stop This Thing We Started - Bryan Adams
Friday I'm In Love - The Cure
This Time Tomorrow - Captain Tractor
Are We Afraid - Toad The Wet Sprocket
The Boy Is Mine - Brandy & Monica
A Girl Like You - Edwyn Collins
Push It - Salt-N-Pepa
Call Me - Blondie
Paradise By The Dashboard Light - Meatloaf
Better That Way - Easily Amused
She Will Be Loved - Maroon 5

Okay new topic.

Work is busy. I haven't been to the museum in a month, but I made sure I got the evening off that Jeff & Rich scheduled the Christmas potluck/party. I really hope my friends will be there. I don't know what I will bring to share, perhaps some of the infamous Harry & David Pepper & Onion Relish. It's a dip you mix with cream cheese, and it's infamous. It's much more likely I'll bring something I would eat, since who knows if anyone else will. :) Picky eaters rule!

I've been a strange mix of emotions. Weird things set me off, I can't really predict how I will respond to stuff. I guess specifically, I find myself being more sensitive than I ought to be. I feel hurt by things more easily than usual. We all know the culprit of this. But I truly hate that. I don't like being so sensitive. I am usually the first one to point out when others are being too sensitive. Well, nothing to be done about that. I thankfully have Geoff to talk sense into me.

Speaking of feelings,last week, I had this feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was feeling I used to get when I worked downtown in Edmonton. The feeling was always because I thought I was going to see someone I didn't necessarily want to see. Why I had this feeling in Denver is what is odd. Who could I possibly see in Denver that I didn't want to? Maybe it's just a mall vibe. :) My dreams are still being weird.

Saturday we spent 2 hours writing out our Christmas cards & letters, and I dropped them in the mail on Monday. It's nice to have that off my to-do list. It was a lot of work. Our apartment building is having a contest for the best decorated balcony. It's inspiring ( or tempting) us to do more to our balcony. We currently have some lights on it.

Speaking of lights, Brock Skywalker wrote on his blog about his dislike for Christmas lights. He essentially said the only place he feels that does lights right is the Legislative Grounds. Those words made me feel lachrymose (I have a thesaurus!). There are few things I miss about our first apartment in Edmonton. But the big thing was having the Leg grounds for my backyard, and walking through it in the early morning or in the evening at Christmastime, when there were no other souls about. And the lights were perfect, the air was quiet, save for the music they would play over the speakers. My favorite song they would play, that would make the grounds seem magical, and bring a smile to my face, was Waltz Of The Flowers (Tchaikovsky). I do cherish that Christmas tradition we had. Walking the Leg with Doug. :)

I'll close with a quote from a Christmas movie, Scrooged.

Earl Cross: All day long I listen to people give me excuses why they can't work. My legs hurt. My back aches. I'M ONLY FOUR.