I think that has to be one of my favorite 'Wings' songs, with 'Mull Of Kyntire' coming a close second. I like Paul Mcartney and I LOVED his wife Linda. She was so...gentle. I got from her that peaceful, serene feeling that I've talked about in the near past. I'm said that Heather Mills has turned on him, but I have to say that I did see it coming. She's made a living off of losing her leg - if it weren't for that, she'd have been a nobody along with the rest of us. I also knew that she was a BIG bee-atch. HUGE. She's got a temper to rival that of the most famous of strop-pullers, Naomi Campbell. I wish that she could just be human for once and accept the massive divorce settlement she's being offered and go away quietly.
It was the squadron's kid's Christmas party yesterday. This year they held it at a Chucky Cheese' near the mall. MISTAKE. Everyone turned up late because we were all sat on the interstate, waiting to get off at the mall exit. The tailback was about a mile long, and 95% of the vehicles were going to the mall. Once we'd got past the mall turnoff, the traffic was relatively light. Chucky Cheese', however, was packed. And loud. And smelly. We sat with my husband's colleague and his wife - it nwas the first time I'd met her, and we got along well. We decided that we'd got to the Christmas party for grown ups and sit together so we'd have someone to talk to. It's semi-casual dress, but I'm still going to make an effort to look nice. My hair is long enough to put up in a pony tail now, so I think that I'm going to go with some kind of up-do for a change.
Sitting in traffic yesterday really hammered home to me the old adage 'never underestimate the stupidity of large numbers of people'. People were behaving like retards. For instance, at the top of the exit ramp there is a three-way intersection with a traffic light. I always thought that you weren't supposed to enter an intersection unless you could get all the way through it, but people yesterday were sitting right in the middle of it, clogging up traffic. It was as if they thought that because they had a green light they could just drive forward, regardless of whether they could get through the intersection or not. It was crazy, and I had the urge to give people the finger NUMEROUS times. I didn't, but it was really hard to refrain at times. I compromised and gave them the bird from under my purse on my lap. It wasn't as satisfying, but it satiated my need.
I ALMOST bought a beanie last night. It said 'I'm not mean, you're just a sissy' on the front of it. I ended up not getting it; it feels sacreligious to buy things like hats and scarves when I KNOW I can make one MUCH better that that. Besides, it was relatively expensive for a beanie - $15. I could buy enough yarn to make 10 beanies for that price. As for the words on the front...well, I know that Spencers and Hot Topic in the mall have Happy Bunny patches with similar sayings on them for about $5, so I can always get one of those and sew it on a beanie I knit myself.
We're all done Christmas shopping. We've been done for about a month now. I can't say what we got the kids because they have access to the internet and know the URL for my blog, but I can say.....nah, I'm just not going to say anything at all. *waves and Shea, Davey and Jake - how'd you like them apples, kids?! You didn't really think I'd tell the world what you're getting for Christmas, did you? HEHEHEHEHEHEH*
The sun is starting to shine again, and that gives me joy.