Whaddaya MEAN You've Never Heard of Me?!?

I'm going in to work tomorrow, even if my voice is as crappy sounding as it is today. My low, gravely voice is okay, but my higher, customer voice is nowhere to be found. The Coricidin is helping me feel well enough to function, but I'm by no means up to snuff. No holiday work-party, no solstice bon-fire; I didn't even cook H a fancy meal like I'd planned. We ordered from Tio's, which cost $40 for some reason. Fie! H enjoyed his birthday gifts from me. I got him a cute pair of boxers for his cute butt, Pan's Labyrinth (2-disc SE), Battlestar Galactica Razor, a book about high tech spy gadgets (not for Kindle, real), and some new earbuds.

We sent out out holiday cookies and such today. I was quite pleased to have gotten everything finished on time. We send a big box of treats to H's mom & fam, H's dad & fam, H's grandparents, my brother, and my Aunt Barb & fam. We sometimes also send a box to sudrin, but happily it looks like we'll be seeing him in person this year. Yay! Oh, and sudrin? Sorry about the late nite text. Anyway, I'll be baking more cookies to give out on NYE, as well as a batch of my amazing peanut butter fudge.

Speaking of texting, I got a call from a lady at Credo Mobile, which is my new phone service I mentioned earlier. Last time I posted about them, one of their reps asked me to get in touch. I heard that they have people watching what's being said about them online. Since they responded to my post within 12 hours of my posting it, I must assume that they are indeed, keeping a watchful eye on the Internets. After all, my blog os only moderately popular. Anyway, I did get in touch with them, saying pretty much ( this )

They called me back a few days ago, but I was waiting to call them back when I had a voice. A chick named Yvonne called back today and was totally on-the-ball and helpful. She seemed genuinely concerned about fixing my issues and basically dealt with me the way I would deal with myself, had I called myself at work (if that makes any sense). She even talked to me about various Sprint policies, how they deal with their GPS info, and why Sprint phones don't typically have SIM cards. Needless to say, she made me very happy. I settled all my issues (well, I still can't get this Bluetooth thing to work but that may very well be something on my end. I'm not sure yet.) They are also sending me a solar charger for free to make up for our sucktacular beginning with their service. Overall I was impressed by their timely response and what really did feel like a sincere desire to give good service. So yeah, thumbs up!

Because smoking is such a hot-button issue this New Year's Eve, I'm posting a poll. H and I honestly tried to think of someone we know who doesn't smoke cigarettes but still allows cig smoking in their home. Aside from us, we couldn't think of anyone. So here:

[Poll #1502027]

The NYE menu will consist of a repeat of the Nutella pastry from my birthday party, a strawberry shortcake trifle, and corn chips with spicy salsa which I will make myself. And whatever people decide to bring with them. In case you weren't aware, it starts at 8pm and ends when we're finished. Intoxicants should be consumed in moderation, as our crashing space is limited and contains rambunctious cats.

Scored a big box of 70's children's books today. If anybody wants to go through them, let me know. They are well worn and have obviously been loved by children. But looking through the box is like being in my elementary school library again, minus bullies and corduroy pants. Speaking of libraries: once when I was 10, my mom was a Girl Scout leader *irony* that all the troop kids loved. One day they asked her how old she was and for some inexplicable reason, she told them she was 22. Of course, they counted back and a rumor went all over school that my mom had me when she was 12. Eventually, the librarian asked her about it. It sucked.

Hope everyone I didn't see on FB had a wonderful Yule.
I didn't even drink my mead as I was so damn sick.