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Hoo boy. I think this is the longest I’ve ever gone without updating. And I’d like to say that I’ve been busy doing important, life-dream-fulfilling and community-bettering types of things with the time that I normally use to blog, but in reality, all that time has gone to vampires. Seriously, all of it.

I seem to be having a sort of mid-life (one-third-life?) crisis that makes me act like a teenager, staying up waaaaay too late reading first the Twilight series and then the Sookie Stackhouse mysteries (HBO’s TrueBlood is based on these). I made Matt reopen our long-expired Blockbuster account to rent the movie version of Twilight, because I just couldn’t wait for it to come in the mail from Netflix. (I had to watch it before I went to the theater to see New Moon, obviously.) And then all this week, we’ve also been watching the Vampire Diaries Marathon on the CW.*

Needless to say, I am not proud of any of this.

A year ago, I would have totally made fun of anyone over the age of seventeen who was this thoroughly on board the Vampire Train. But I have to admit, this stuff takes up exactly the right amount of brain space at the end of a long day of bundling Elliot in and out of his snowsuit, playing Goodnight Moon the board game (seriously, who turns a soporific bedtime story into a game, for crying out loud, and expects it to be entertaining? Yet Elliot, strange child, seems to enjoy it), and trying to peel clementines fast enough to keep up with the demand.

The holidays are definitely the Busy Season in my job as a housewife (the very funny Julia used the phrase “Housewife Midterms” a while ago and I keep thinking of it as I add yet another item to my To Do/Buy/Wrap/Clean List). But it’s fun to be busy with gifts and cookies and making the kids’ holiday decorating look less, well, less like it was done by kids. I might even mail some holiday cards as early as tomorrow, which would be a personal record. (Although, now that I wrote that, it is equally likely that I will watch TV for two hours tonight before reading Club Dead into the wee hours, willfully ignoring the pile of unaddressed envelopes until New Year’s Eve.)

So that’s what’s going on with me. What have you been up to this December?

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*To give you an idea of just how teenager-y I’ve become, I actually found myself complaining out loud this week because So You Think You Can Dance and The Vampire Diaries were on at the same time. This is not a problem I would have had a year ago.