This is a blog hiatus. Happy New Years Eve Eve, or whatever “Eve Eve” means?

I’m not sure if and when Dink(y) will be resurected.

I’m not sure how long a newlywed blog is supposed to be dragged out anyway. We’ve been married two good years, and I haven’t killed him yet! Maybe I’ll revamp later. I haven’t decided if I’m just going to start a new blog somewhere else.

I love reading blogs because they are a cross between a diary and a newsletter. That sick cross between voyeristic and the Sunday phone call.

I should have the ability to elaborate on that paragraph but I just don’t have the words.

I’m tired of second-guessing the words I type. People read here. People who know me. A college friend’s exboyfriend’s former roommate reads here. I’ve had one too many college boyfriends “stumble upon” my blog.

I’m tired of only having the perspective to write every sentence beginning with “I.” It’s time to leave this glorified meme fest behind.

Frankly there are a few things I’m afraid to admit in public, and then I find my wriitng stiffled because I can’t say on my blog what I wouldn’t say out loud.

Good bye old!

1. Wrapping or gift bags? Wrapping paper, with bows. But I’m cheap, so I’ll use bags if that’s what I have leftover from last year.

2. Real or artificial tree? The Dog hasn’t been interested in destroying my tree, so real tree it is.

3. When do you put up the tree? I resist the urge to put it up the day after Thanksgiving. First weekend in December.

4. When do you take the tree down? December 26 if it’s already dried out.

5. Do you like eggnog? I like a little sip of eggnog. A whole glass is just gross.

6. Favorite gift received as a child? I got a few cameras throughout the years.

7. Do you have a nativity scene? DH likes cheesy stuff like moose scupltures. I compromised and got a little tiny “Alaska” themed nativity. The wisemen are a moose, sea lion, and polar bear.

8. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? The clothing. It was terrible. I have one distant cousin with good taste in clothes, other that that, YIKES! Velvet overalls, the sweatshirt with a row of cats (backsides) wearing santa hats, the mother-daughter matching tie-dye moo moos, the sweater, the ruffled bodysuits, the white turtleneck with scales, the fourth-of-july-picnic on a blouse. The clothing, it was terrible.

9. Mail or email Christmas cards? Neither. I’m not that into giving/receiving cards. If DH wants to send a letter, he can write it, address it, print photos, lick stamps himself, and stand in line at the post office himself.

10. Favorite Christmas Movie? You know, that one, black and white, with the guy who throws himself off a bridge?

11. When do you start shopping for Christmas? October. I spread it out over 4-6 paychecks.

12. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? Gingerbread.

13. Clear lights or colored on the tree? Color.

14. Favorite Christmas song? “Carol of the Bells”

15. Travel at Christmas or stay home? Stay home (its a fantasy though).

16. Can you name all of Santa’s reindeer.Yes.
Dasher, Dance, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blitzen. Rudolph, too.

17. Angel on the tree top or a star? Star

18. Open the presents Christmas Eve or Christmas Morning? Christmas morning.

19. Most annoying thing about this time of year? Expectations.

20. Do you decorate your tree in any specific theme or color? Blue/Silver snowflakes and icicles.

21. What do you leave for Santa? I’ve never left anything for Santa.

22. Least favorite holiday song? Christmas songs by Amy Grant

23. Favorite ornament? Stephanie sent us an “our first christmas” snowflake. I should put a picture in that sucker.