What I want for Christmas
What I need for Christmas

Womens black or brown leather gloves (medium/large)
Hand lotion- travel size best
iTunes/ IKEA/ Crate & Barrel/ Bed Bath & Beyond gift cards
British/Irish Breakfast Blend Tea
A plain (ie no designs or logos) mens leather wallet that can hold dollar bills, receipts, tickets, and has a window for the SmartTrip card. Womens wallets can't fit in my back pocket.
Stoli or Grey Goose (I use this for making fruit liquors)
Meyer Lemons, organic best
Jute twine or Cooking twine
Muslin cloth
Tea towels (find them on Etsy)
Mechanical pencils and lead
Fine point Sharpies
Tweezers

Well let me update this thing....
I'm older. Wiser? That's still to be determined.
I enter the winter of 2009 with some hope of changes in 2010.
A very good friend of mine, whose life has intersected with mine over 12 years professionally and personally. Our relationship appears to be growing closer and has grown beyond the loving bonds of friendship. So that's that.
The home I bought back in the earlier part of the decade has proven to be a wonderful investment increasing in value 3 fold. This year I chose to expand my real estate empire, by taking advantage of the deflated Florida market and buying a house for my nieces to flourish in. If the Florida market remains low, I may consider another property so I may be like a rapper or pro-athlete and buy my momma a house.

Dance the happy dance. It has dawned on me that with my best friend Mike I have no shame dancing in front strangers. I leave the freeform stuff to the privacy of my own home. But sing me a swing song and give me Mike, and I'm dancing with no cares. Well I do care about the floor I'm dancing on.

My half sister and Aunt Mag have taken over my sister's wedding. The best advice is just to get out of the way and follow orders and no one will get hurt. No really. No arguing or struggling, you'll just make it worse. My job, show up. Wear what I'm told. Be at wedding. Give gift. Get out. Return to home base.

Cleaning the house is no fun.
Neither is picking up year old dust bunnies.
Thought I'd share.

I got a suitcase for Christmas. From Auntie. Maybe she is trying to tell me to stop borrowing her suitcase maybe.

I've been dancing at Dupont Circle. And I got sunburnt. Ow.
I danced Saturday and Sunday right after church. It was great but right now, I am in pain. Dancing on concrete is hard on the knees and feet.
What was all this for? DCLX. The DC Lindy Exchange. I think this is the 3rd or 4th year volunteers have hosted the event. I only went to the free dance events. I was burnt last year, waiting outside of Glenn Echo to get it and had to pay full price for only a couple of hours of dancing.
Good time had.