Work is over. Christmas is over. The New Year is nearly here. Next year, according to my place mat at Yen Wor Cusine is the Year of the Pig. For those of you who will be having children in 2007, it’s a good thing for you . . . pig kids are happy and honest. So Michelle and Cam, you two should have a very bubbly, lively, and charismatic child.

If you wonder what your child will be like you can look to other’s born as pigs . . . Andrew Jackson (your kid could be president), Arnold Schwarzenegger (Mr. Universe . . . that could be entertaining, seems more like my fate then your’s though). Hmmm . . . your little girl could grow up to be the next ‘Left Eye’. I could go for that. I miss her . . . and the efforts of her band mates to find a new member was disappointing. So a new Left Eye is definitly in order.

Actually . . . if you look at the other pigs I think there is a good chance of you two raising a athlete (which seems totally appropriate with both your two’s interests in sports) or a hip hop star (I can see it . . . why not). Now that’s exciting huh? Either way you two will be able to retire early and live off the earnings of your child star! Excellent. (Don’t forget Aunty Danielle in your fortune).

I can’t WAIT! until June. I have so many good baby toys picked out!

days and counting. Almost the weeekend, almost time for Mom and Dad to show up with what I hope is a pile of presents (naughty grin) and the partridge is nearly in that pear tree.

I can’t wait for Christmas. Most of the time it doesn’t even feel like Christmas is upon us . . . there is no snow, it is 50 degrees, and all anyone can talk about is power outages. I want to hear reindeer paws on my rooftop. I want to rise from my bed to see what is the matter and not find Ferris making the clatter. I want to find a fat man in red sneaking through my living-room, and it not be the comcast repair man smiling at me, like he’s my new groom. I want to eat snow-flake cookies until I get fat, and stay up late singing carols wearing Santa’s hat. I am anxiously waiting for my partridge. He’s so sweet lying in His manger. (nice grin)

I have all my shopping done although I am disappointed that one will be a bit late . . . and it’s not acutally sweatpants, Brian. I just want to clear that up. And THANK GOD it’s not . . . am I right?

I wrapped every piece of junk I could find at work. I wrapped until there was no more energy left in me. If it looked like a gift that was cheap, poorly made, and would probably be donated to Goodwill in it’s near future, then by golly I wrapped it! I know everyone is very anxious to see what booby prizes are so neatly hid under those festive bows. Seems it’s the annual company comedy hour, the unwrapping of the Office Depot freebies. I am looking forward to it as well.

I will admit though that despite the lack of Christmas feel in a nearly snowless state, I have found a station that plays Christmas music 24/7 and have religously tuned in each day, I have kept myself busy with holiday baking and the traditions of watching ‘White Christmas’ to keep myself in the spirit. The office even received several different packages of cookies and candies today after a much depressing drought. Joyce and I complained and then the next day we got cookies, so now after weeks of complaining with no return it has paid off and 3 tins of treats line the counter. I am especially excited about the dark chocolates with the orange truffle center.

Oh, and if you wonder if I have been naughty or nice this year? . . . Well in reality I am very nice (nice grin), but I find that after watching 2 straight hours of ‘The Bad Girls Club’ and seeing drunk ,anorexic girls, with very odd lifestyles and career choices, parade in bars and start fights with anyone and everyone I begin having dreams that maybe I too am part of the naughty club. I try to keep it the other way around though . . . at least for Santa. Cuz I like gifts biznatch so don’t mess with me! (naughty grin). heh heh!

Merry 6 Swans a Swimming Everyone, but more importantly, Merry Christmas!

Been here for 28 days and in 3 more I will be saying good-bye to this very welcoming office and moving on to new things. Seems my contract is about up, but it’s okay . . . it’s Christmas. (wink) I will be easily distracted. I have enjoyed my time here and will leave with a smile knowing that I worked hard, did my best, and was appreciated. Wish me luck in my next phase. (big toothy grin).

I am sorry, but as you know, the best must in turn be followed by the worst. Sadly, I feel this list is much longer, but I will spare you and not share all my opinions. Hold back your tears and get ready to see something that will make your chest hair curl. (Much like onions, including the after taste).

Are you trying to look like a bad rendition of your sister. Or maybe even a heavier Olsen twin. Well it’s working. Jessica may consider her previous break-up with Mr. Lacey for the better, but I consider it a total buzz kill to her image. Ever since that hoop-la she has been prancing about with her hoo-ha’s hanging out and what’s with the all the black? Let go of it . . . nobody died, except maybe your sense of style and apparently all those ‘morals’. And all the attempts at trying to be a talented movie star. . . Let go of that one too.

What is this Charlize? Do I Dare Ask? . Is that a bow . . . the size of Texas, on your shoulder? Boy, I don’t know, but I think you could have gone with a bigger one. Umm Hmm. Don’t ever wear something like this again. Not too mention your hips look like the holiday ham isn’t the only one fattening up for the holidays.

There are way too many pockets on the red carpet for me this year, and I’m not counting the one’s in the men’s garments! I am talking about all the gown pockets. Why do these women think they need a pouch to hide their hands? Believe me I understand the desire for women to have a place to keep their keys and lip gloss, but when did ditching the clutch become prettier than, well, carrying the clutch? Sandra, Amy & Maggie all killing me with their slouchy-pocket-look. Hands in pockets = slouching, slouching = bulking looking upper arms. That’s just my opinion.

Now let pictures do all the talking. Words can never express. Charlize can’t seem to get enough of the big tacky bows, and do Tyra’s eye’s look really scary or is it just me?

Well it’s that time of the year again. Time to count our blessings, 1, 2, 3 and time to count the odds of who can’t seem to dress themselves versus who can. So, my best of 2006. Bum Bum Bum.

Haven’t seen much of you lately . . . where have you been? Been busy with Boo’s new flick ‘The Pursuit of Happiness’? (Have I mentioned I hate the word Boo? I feel a bit sick now). Well if I must say so myself you are making yourself quite the little piece of arm candy these days, Jada. Any man would be happy to tote you. Love the color of this dress . . . and nice delts!

Oh what it must be like to be in such good company. By good company I mean Heath Ledger. I am not loving what has been happening to his hairline lately or the scruff around his upper lip, but it’s still Heath. (sigh) I’ll let it slide. I know many of you are not a fan of mustard and ketchup together, but I love the blood red lips and the golden yellow dress on Michelle Williams. I like the bold colors this year, what can I say. Now, don’t think me to have bad taste over this, but look at the lines of this dress . . . it’s a little pretty right? And what about the neckline with the fan pleated fabric? It’s pretty, come-on! Admit it!

Anybody want to fill me in on who this woman is? Okay let me help . . . Samantha Harris not only was one of the best dressed on the Academy Awards carpet this year, but she is also the host of ‘Dancing with the Stars’ . . . how about those beans? No wonder she is now walking the red carpet. Honestly though I only got hooked on the show after finding out Joey Lawrence and Mario Lopez were on it, but by that time there was only 1 episode left, and I was way too distracted by these two to even take a glance at what’s her face. Ol’ what’s her name looks great on the red carpet though. I’m not really sure how walking happens in this dress , but whatever. A pain in the butt is beauty.

This is actually kind of interesting. Although I do think a bra would have been in order, but I do really love the color and I think you were right on with your accessories and hair. So . . . what the heck, Jennifer, you are on my Best List.

So sorry to see the break-up with Phillippe, although if the rumors of infidelity are true, then I suppose the intentions are cruel. Well Reese, despite family woes I still think you look smashing, on and off The Red Carpet. I love nothing more than a woman who keeps herself put together even while the paparazzi are sneaking a snap.

Glitter and lace! What more could a woman ask for? Teri Hatcher you you did it right , but what’s going on with your smile? Perk up a bit. Weren’t you named Top 10 for ‘The World’s 100 Sexist Women’ by FHM? That should be something to smile about.

Nice work ‘Desperate’ house ladies. You are making my list! Felicity you look a heck of a lot better than cast mate Eva Longoria, and right up in the runnings with Teri and Nicolette. Looks like this cast can dress .

Still working. Isn’t that just the coolest? (smirk)

Things are good. I haven’t been horribly busy, but I have been handed more and more projects and I actually really like opening the mail and stuffing envelopes.

I can’t even count how many times I thought I would try to get a job stuffing envelopes for some (probably scam) company on the internet. I could veg out in front of the TV, watch some ‘In Living Color’ on DVD and stuff envelopes. Why not. I have these day dreams about being offered 50 cents an envelope (besides I know that no one is actually going to offer $1 an envelope, those are the scams for sure. And those ones that say $10 an envelope! HA!!!!). Only 100 envelopes and I would make enough to pay for my cable. That’s a pretty good deal. I figure as I am sitting down to watch ‘Office Space’ and laugh at those who are still stuck in cubicles I could probably stuff, oh let’s see, one envelope a second, times two, carry the one, 400 envelopes. Now this is a steady pace . . . I will not be getting up for coffee breaks and chat sessions with colleagues. This is REALLY working (yup). So why not . . . I could do 400. So that’s 400 times 50 cents, carry the one, $200. Not bad.

Well I am off, have things to do before I get busy today so enjoy your Tuesday. Ta ta.