There was an utter, complete, and total failure to go to Liz’s party tonight. Instead, we discovered that I’d gotten a Christmas bonus, and in a fit of excitement, we went Christmas shopping. :) We have now procured a present for my Mom, for my sister, for my Dad, and for Ted’s Dad, although that happened prior to bonus-discovery. Oh. And, uh, we bought a cat tree for the cats. o.o But they seem to like it! They’re being very silly and cute! (Okay, our cats are SPOILED ROTTEN. What’s your point?)
And Ted had a damned clever idea for Legion, so all is good with the world!
Ok, now I’m vastly amused. Sarah said that at a workshop she went to, someone said that a person’s favorite fairy tale as a child tended to greatly influence their writing later in life. And I write Beauty and the Beast stories all the time. *laugh* Sarah didn’t know BatB was my favorite fairy tale, but she was *really* not surprised by it.
Nor was I terribly surprised to hear that Sarah’s favorite is The Little Mermaid (the original, not the Disney version). That’s pretty funny. :)
So she asked me what my favorite 3 fairy tales were, in that case, and out of traditional fairy tales, I’d have to say BatB, Sleeping Beauty, and Snow White & Rose Red (which is another transformation story). If you step a little outside of the bounds of “traditional fairy tale”, my list would have to be Beauty and the Beast, Tam Lin (which isn’t exactly a fairy tale), and the other story that leapt to mind is one from my book of retold (or possibly wholly invented) fairy tales, Enchanted Tales, called _The Wounded Lion_, and it’s another BatB transformation sort of story (shepherdess finds an injured lion, braves helping him, learns he’s a prince, goes through a quest of increasingly difficult tasks to save him).
Now I shall put on my Predictable Hat. :)
This morning, at a quarter to ten, the doorbell rang, and delivered Christmas presents! Woot! There were foodthings and flannel jammies and an electric griddle and a HUNDRED DOLLAR GIFT CERTIFICATE TO WALDENBOOKS from Ted’s parents, and glitter-filled cards from Angie and *ooooh* a Lawrence Yep version of Beauty and the Beast called The Dragon Prince, and another Beauty and the Beast book by … I’ll have to go look. Called Beast, and it’s about the Beast before Beauty met him, and I’m so jazzed! They are very excellent presents!
(Beauty and the Beast, you see, is my very favorite of all the fairy tales. Has been since I was a kid. Angie thought these were an appropriately Kit-themed Christmas present, and she was very right! *wriggle wriggle wriggle*!)
And and and! I will go get my hairs cut in a few hours, and and and then we will go spend our gift certificate and and and then we will go to a Christmas party, and and and other good stuff too! Yeah! Yeah!
There was lunching with Lizards and Jais today! We went to the Bear Tooth and had burrito things, and *wow* does Liz look fantastic. She’s down to her high school weight and seems really happy. Yay! So it was a lot of fun. *beam*
And tomorrow night her family is having a Christmas party to which we are invited and should go!
Oh, I forgot to mention the weirdly alarming dream I had this morning wherein … well, it was complicated, but one of the particularly weird bits was that I seemed to be having a love child with Miss Parker, from The Pretender. Later she turned into Buffy, but we still had a two year old girl child. It was extremely bizarre.
I also dreamed that my cousin Rory was terribly swamped and that I swam out to rescue him, which made me feel like I should email him when I woke up, so I did, and indeed, finals at law school end next week, and he says, “Your dream is my nightmare. I am swamped with work.”
I also dreamed about my Uncle Hughie, who died in March. He was sad. It’s the first time I’ve ever dreamed about one of my dead friends or relatives and they’ve been sad. I think he missed us. I don’t think he was ready to die.