Yippie ::cough, cough::

What do I have? What?

( de treadmill, boss! de treadmill )

It folds up to save space, but it is surprisingly sturdy for a folding treadmill. Unfortunately, I'm still sickly, so I can't really use it. I did jump on it for a 30-second jog, but even that wiped me out. As soon as I regain use of my lungs (i.e. get rid of all this mucus), I am so on that baby.

Done! Ha!

Done! ::hits timer and displays a smug smile:: My father's Christmas present arrived in the mail today. I have finished the presents shopping, and I did it all on Etsy. Actually, I do need to buy my brothers a couple video games off their wish list, but that's not a big deal since I can pick it up during a normal shopping outing. I secretly want the hat I bought for my grandmother. I'm not usually into the girly pink/lace/roses thing, but the hat is too gorgeous for words. I also wouldn't mind keeping the earrings and matching necklace I got my mother, too. If you're still Christmas shopping, I humbly (but highly) recommend you check out Etsy.com. The crafty folk on there have beautiful handmade items, many of which would be perfect gifts.

I love Frankie Valli & the Four Seasons. Love. I can't even describe the happiness that flows through me at the guitar intro about twenty seconds in "Lets Hang On."

( that little chip of diamond on your hand ain't a fortune, baby, but you know it stands )

I'm truly my father's daughter when it comes to music. I can remember sitting in the car and listening to Frankie Valli & the Four Seasons with him all the time. He's a sing-alonger, and if you've ever passed me in the car while I'm jamming out, you'd know that I'm a sing-alonger as well.