Things Into Which I Am Currently.

Ha! Sometimes being grammatically correct comes off as a Yoda impersonation.

Here they are, in no particular order:

1. Pomegranate 7-up. Have y'all tried it? It is the best beverage out there....okay, the best non-alcoholic beverage out there. And it is "limited edition," which translates into 20 bottles stored in my pantry.

2. The red-headed awesomeness of Messrs. Hauser and Lewis. That would be Cole Hauser of K*Ville and Damien Lewis of Life, respectively. Yummy. (Since high school, I have had a thing for redheads...I can't explain it.) V. v. yummy.

3. Barenaked for the Holidays by BNL...especially the BNL/Sarah McLachlan duet. Excellent Christmas tune.

4. WoodWick candles. These candles, which I have found at Von Maur and Hallmark, last forever, come in wonderful "flavors" like Cinnamon Chai and Applewood, and have a wood wick (hence the name...duh), so the candle makes this crackling, popping sound...very soothing. I would highly recommend a WoodWick candle for a Secret Santa gift.

5. The quirky novel The Arsonist's Guide to Writers' Homes in New England by Brock Clarke.

What are y'all into right now???? What makes you happy right now?


**Removed ellipses in title per Kel's comment because she was absolutely right :)

The airing of the grievances.

Since Festivus is just around the corner, I thought I would air a grievance of my own: the annual firm holiday party. Ours is the same: the same country club, the same conversations with the partners and their spouses, the same choice of chicken, steak, or fish, the same awful deejay with his Kenny G dinner music, and "Baby Got Back" to really get the staff up and dancing (or if that doesn't work, the ubiquitous "Electric Slide"), and the same open bar....which causes the same staffer to make a complete fool of herself.

Ugh.

How to combat this problem? Those of you that have annual holiday parties...what do you do? Are your parties similar to the one I described above, or do you do something inventive and fun? Anything has got to be better than choking down a hockey puck shaped cheesecake while listening to the deejay spin "Old Time Rock & Roll," and the partner's wife rattling on about how busy she is, what with baby Jasper (or Caleigh, or Jaden, or whatever name is now trendy) and the personal training sessions, and the weekly spa appointments.

Bring on the suggestions.