This was actually posted many days ago elsewhere and sadly is only making it here now:
Seven days into December. Too much to catch up on ... too little time. Last Friday we had a white elephant gift exchange. C. and I chose real white elephants, unused clothes from our closet. Some of these were pretty pricey at the time of purchase. Turns out they were pretty well maligned at the actual exchange. Curiously enough the winnie-the-pooh tissue box cover was pretty popular. Though, predictably, the Hello Kitty bubble bath was not.
On Saturday Cal beat Stanford for the fifth year in a row and USC lost to UCLA, thus making our California Golden Bears, 2006 Pac-10 Co-Champions. Not many of you will care of course, but for those of you not aware of Cal's pathetic performance of the last three decades, this is the first time since 1975 that Cal has had a share of the title; previously the longest drought of any of the Pac 10 schools. So, of course, this is the first time in my lifetime that this has been. Go Bears!
Later that day we gussied up and when to the Opera. Carmen to be exact. I don't think I'm much for opera, especially when I'm feeling a little sick and tired. I think I might have gotten more had I understood French. Superscript sucks.
Sunday we picked up my mom from the airport. She informed us that she had been in another car accident (the last one was almost exactly two years ago). Apparently some young couple was speeding along one of Taiwan's treacherous mountain roads and slammed into them head on. Everyone was okay, thankfully. We had a bit of a family gathering that night. Our future ring bearer and flower-girl(s) finally met.
The first three days of this week have been oddly similar. I've been working on Agenda Reports, writing and rewriting. All for not, I think, since I'm fairly certain they will get pulled due to certain agreements not being in place. I'm really not sure if I should say something, something like, "Hey, you realize that I have other things I could be doing right? That there are construction projects that are totally stuck and that half a dozen other things are languishing in limbo." But I just sort of tuck my head in and continue on my way. The word proactive fell out of my vocabulary this year.
Finally, I made it through my Kindergarten level Chinese reader yesterday. Yea me!