Goodness am I ever baked. Just generally wiped right out. I don’t know what it is this week but I wake up tired and I am in a perpetual state of fatigue. Maybe it’s that I’ve just come off submitting a major draft of a project on Friday. But it’s still not finished 100% and I have some looming deadlines in the next few weeks… maybe the thought of these things just makes me tired.
Whatever the reason, this blog post is brought to you by my current head state. Just keep that in mind.
This morning I was rummaging through a back storage room in my current office building, looking for a box of my office stuff (because I am still not located in a proper office in St. James Town… argh. Soon!)… I didn’t find what I was looking for. But I did find a box of over 100 Rudolph figurines. Because my organization does a Christmas Market and often relegates left over Christmas randomness to odd corners of buildings, this was no surprise. This little guy appealed to me. So expressive in his little attentiveness. His ears permanently perked. He seems to communicate a certain… Christmas je ne sais quoi. So I brought him home to work with me for the afternoon.
Look, his nose lights up when you press down his tail!
But a reindeer would be lonely if he was separated from all his friends. So I ended up bringing home two. A companion for my first friend. (These two look like I found them talking about me behind my back. It’s that guilty moment when I walk in and they stop mid sentence…)
Okay, so in truth, I brought home five. (Here they look like showgirl reindeers.)
And here they look like cheerleader reindeers.
And here they look like angry street kid reindeers, kicking the crap out of one of their peers. (I told you work was getting to me.)
And then this one told me to get back to work.
Is it disturbing that I took these and put this post together while listening to Sigur Ros’ untitled album? Or is it distrubing that this bit of Internet now exists in general? Either way, I really should get back to writing serious Community Development recommendations for a needy community. Let this post show that I am starting to show some pretty serious signs of needing some time off…
Who knew that bits of plastic assembled in China could bring a few moments of amusement to a very weary gal in TO? Good job Rudolph 1 through 5!
i just laughed so, so, so much (and it hurt). sigur ros – even better.
This is the best blog post in the history of blog posts. Thank you for putting it up, and thank you for your lovely visit last night!
I concur with Maryellen. Best ever.
Hey, at least your procrastination is productive, creative, and brings great joy to all the land. My procrastinating move today–”I’ll get back to it just as soon as I’ve checked out Kate’s blog” brought only me great joy. (Plus the twelve people I forwarded it to.)
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