I am typically a laidback person who doesn’t like complications, frills and thrills, and yeah, dragging myself to some party venue to socialize. It is not that I am being anti-social. I just dislike crowded places.
But since Christmas is a season of endless parties, I had to exercise my ability to socialize, albeit lazy to the bone to dress up. I was just glad that this year’s company party theme was “gossip girl” and not what I feared – United Nations (okay) or getting into some french maid outfits to make a statement. The only challenge being a “gossip girl” was finding the right clothes for my desperate-housewives age.
Anyway, I had a series of firsts in this year’s party:
- went to David’s Salon for hair and make-up
- wore a dress to a party
- skipped dinner in order to fit into the dress (LOL)
- went home without a date (a.k.a. sundo)
- ate chicken inasal in a party
- got nothing from the raffle (as in zilch)
What’s yours?
After quite a long wait and yeah, grumbling for a month, finally, the Christmas lights at the village were up shining, shimmering and splendid! (Okay, that sounds too much already.) 
The Christmas lights came quite late this season. Last year, the gate was already glittering by first week of November giving everyone an early Christmas vibe. For some reason, the decor committee were delayed this year.
Anyway, better late than never. Still they did a fantastic job having the entire stretch of the highway lighted with multi-color lanterns that gave a fantasy-like look from a distance. I caught some photos of it after I visited Red from the vet’s hospital, beside a new clinic, which people say is managed by anaustin allergist. If you are from this area, you’d agree with me that everything in this corner has turned magical at night, and will remain that way for the next 30 days.
The family was at Enchanted Kingdom last Halloween, to celebrate not the dead but the 4-day weekend. I haven’t been to the theme park for the last 6 years. So far, the management has not wrote off their list those rides I marked “scary” before – Anchors Away where I almost fainted and the Log Jam that sent my innards flying on air.
My brothers and niece were just laughing at me as I refused to get into those rides again. So I ended up on the ferris wheel. I have already lost that daredevil attitude. I guess worrying about exploding eardrums and breaking a bone are signs of growing old. So I ended up the trip’s photographer trying to get a shot of family members who went crazy over the Space Shuttle ride from those stainless steel barrels at the corner of the mega structure.
Nevertheless, that was fun.
