Tuesday, December 14, 2010

And So It Begins




I had planned on starting this post with a sullen voice, a deep sadness and regret to inform you all that I had grown tired of blogging world and felt it was time to retreat to my little corner of the universe and unplug my voice from the sea of chatter.


Or

I was going to say that posting a piece from The HoseMaster was a bit of a religious experience for me and he made me see the error of my barking poodle ways. That I was going to follow that man like his name was Noah. Give up this nonsense and spend my days growing yarn or something.

Or

I was going to tell you all that I was turning this into a pay per view sight so if you wanted to read any of my silly crap you would have to pony up like $10.00 a month. Death to Sans Dosage for sure.

Or

I was going to give up English for Lent. Could not remember when that is so that was out.




Or

The truth, I'm just plain tired.


Oh, not tired of blogging anything, just spun out by working retail during the holidays. Don't get me wrong, I adore this time of year at the store......the decorations, the music, the high energy, the gift baskets the tissue paper and bows. I love it all but with it comes some seriously sore body parts and no not the pain in the ass kind. Just aching feet, screaming back (cases of wine are like heavy and junk) cuts all over from razor blades and cardboard, (oh holy hell do those freaking hurt) and pure exhaustion from the pace of it all. Add the holiday parties, the visitors from out of town, the shopping and the regular bits of life that distract and need our time and well, just have not had the time or energy to write or post much of anything. Kinda kills me as I do so love writing here and hearing from my little band of loyal (I was going to say readers but that sounds too "fancy" and not quite personal enough) friends but it seems the nights that I don't have plans, (See you this evening Jess!) I come home, make dinner and pretty much fall into a post busting-my-ass-all-freaking-day pile of glitter covered goo on the couch.




So there you have it, I was not kidnapped by The HoseMaster, have not gotten greedy and decided to make you all pay for the "pleasure" of reading my silly bullshit, nor have I found religion...just wicked busy, sapped of energy and tired as hell. Not giving up my little spot here on Blogger and I hope my silence will not cost me the one in your hearts....I'll be back, I promise.

And that concludes my public announcement.

29 comments:

Michael Hughes said...

As I read this my upper back is screaming. I feel you darlin. Cardboard cuts--*shudder*. The absolute worst. Sending you love to get through the holiday madness!

Annie said...

Hang in there, sister! For as cool as the Holiday season can be, it's also difficult, stressful, and just damn busy! Sip some sparkly juice and enjoy!

chris said...

Rest, renew, and write when you're ready. Your return is worth the wait.

Samantha Dugan said...

Michael,
You hang in there too Darlin'! All my love to you my soulmate.

Annie,
Hanging in for sure and I think the bubble idea might just perk me up a bit.

chris,
Thank you dear friend and I hope to be back at it soon. You are too kind as always...

K.Mahoney said...

what a way to wake up! no mimosa, now this?? hope you enjoy your well deserved break...we'll miss you.

K.

Another Day of Crazy said...

Glad it's just temporary! Retail during the holidays is exhausting, I remember. Chin up, J will be here soon! Hugs and shit, girlie.

Ronald Nancy said...

Take as long as you need, Samantha, just keep that HoseMoron off your blog. He's about as funny as a tapeworm.

John M. Kelly said...

Do I ever hear you. About this time every year, when the last wines are about to be pressed off (yes I still have wines - plural - to press) I seriously ask myself why I do this. I need to be reminded. I need to go somewhere that is old but feels new - maybe back to France. Like it's going to happen (not) but a guy can dream.

And personally I think tapeworms are hilarious - one of gods best jokes. Almost as funny as an irresistible attack of explosive diarrhea during a TSA pat-down.

[fess up, y'all - you know you cracked a secret smile at the thought!]

Happy travels, Sam - enjoy that hug from your young man.

Valerie said...

Nothing wrong with a little time out, Sam. Especially this time of year. BTW, we were talking about Champagne societies/grande cuvees/tariffs/all that good stuff, etc. today - my teacher used to work for Thienot, and as we were sipping their brut, ... all I could think about was, "See, now this is not the 'hooker juice' upon which Sam Sans Dosage so deftly pontificated a few weeks back." Can't take me anywhere. Silent giggle. Enjoy something delicious and your chill time!

Samantha Dugan said...

K,
Sorry to scare you girlie and thanks for understanding. Not saying i won't be posting....just can't be sure how often. I appreciate your willingness to wait!

Another Day of Crazy,
Brutal for sure. It's still not that crazy yet...think the waiting is causing just as much exhaustion. Cannot wait for the hug from the kid...needed, it's much needed.

Ronald Nancy,
You sir are a douche. But I love you!

John,
Hey here's a plan...let's you and me both ditch this craziness and fly off to Beaune?! Yeah, me either so we shall just have to keep our heads up and plow through. Happy holidays to you, your family and your crew at Westwood love.

Valerie,
Hooker Juice was ghastly, really it was,. I wonder if Baby Jane read that post because she never called me back. I envy you being in France right now...been aching to step foot back there for far too long. Enjoy and drink something amazing for me.

Thomas said...

Me, I vanish from my blog and make no announcements--but maybe that's because I have few readers...

Samantha Dugan said...

Thomas,
Probably just an ego thing...fearing that people might think I hung it up and having them stop looking. Think that would crush me....

webb said...

Don't have a clue how the the folks in retail make it thru the last six weeks of the year. it totally sucks. Take a break from us, heal your body and come back refreshed in january. We miss you, but want you healthy. Oh, and drink something good!

Samantha Dugan said...

webb,
You are too sweet. I'm not sure when I'll post again, part of the reason I did not say I was taking a break or hiatus or whatever...wanna feel like I can post should something hit me but I did want to explain why I have been spotty, or gone a full week without posting over the past month...retail and the holidays. There are many of us that love the energy of the season but to say it does not take it toll, well that would be full of...it. Man, if you only knew what's it doing to my sex life...ugh.

Anonymous said...

Promise????

Tom Wark...

Samantha Dugan said...

Awe Tom! You skimmed me....kinda blushing and junk.

Sandra said...

Bloggers are forgiving. Just come back, and we're good :)

Bubbles Daddy said...

Tom Wark?

Did someone say Tom Wark?

You got Tom Wark to post on your blog. Hey, he does not even post on his own blog.

And we aren't going anywhere, Sam. Except me. I have been running around all over town looking for a bottle of Marcel Moineaux B/B for $60. Hope I don't have to drive to Long Beach to get it. But you never know.

k2 said...

I am right there with ya Sam. I have thought about going on a hiatus myself but with everything going on around me, I actually NEED my blog to keep me sane. Not sure how often I'll post in the coming days, but I won't let the bastards keep me down. Hang in there, Sam, it'll be over before you know it.

Samantha Dugan said...

Sandra,
Thanks lady. I will be back for sure, not even sure I'm going anywhere...just wanted to alleviate a bit of the pressure to produce something so I thought I ought to explain. Like I said to Thomas, probably just my fragile ego not wanting everyone to assume I gave up!

Bubble Daddy,
I know! Turns out Tom posted minutes before I sent him a "Hey what's up with you" message yesterday. He's all in love and junk, guess that has been his "retail holiday" distraction.

Oh and guess what? I happen to know a woman that works in a wine shop, she manages the Champagne department and sells the Moineaux for $60.99. So weird right? Give her a call and I'm sure she would be willing to ship some. Her name is Sam and the shop is called The Wine Country. She can be a bitch at times but for the most part, she's okay and since you are like a love of mine she might even be willing to let me pick up the shipping cost. Rumor has it she had 2 more cases showing up today. www.thewinecountry.com just sayin'.

k2,
I'm with you kid. I feel like I might still need that hour or two to just get lost in my thoughts and memories...hear the click of my own nails along my keyboard, if for no other reason than to keep sane and focused when everything else is whizzing by. Even thought about writing last night but found myself saying, "You cannot post a won't be around much post and then post. You shall look like a crazy lady" so didn't. Of course now that I tell you that I was talking to myself....about a blog shall ruin any hopes I had to not look like a nutcase....shit, should have just written last night!

Keep afloat Kevin. This is the season for us all to make some money, make people happy and when you're lucky, have a little fun doing it. What's say we both start treating ourselves to a special bottle to soothe our, "Ouch that hurts!" and "Man I'm beat" feelings every couple days? I'm in if you are....

Samantha Dugan said...

Make that one case of Moineaux coming today....one just got nabbed up online!

Joe said...

guess we're all a little worn out lately. The world will not end if you take a break.

Samantha Dugan said...

Joe,
It wont?! Well fuck, I can breathe easy now. I was worried there for a second...Or, no der knucklehead. Sheesh way to take me down a peg or two, it's because I know about Miley on your ipad isn't it?!

Joe said...

won't end, but we'll have a party in the U.S.A. when you come back.

my cover is blown.

Samantha Dugan said...

Okay I'll give you one but you have to promise to keep it on the low....I have Kaja Googoo on mine. Just ONE song but it's still there. I raise my glass in shame with you love. Yours is waaaaayyyyyy worse but still.

Sara Louise said...

In case your not back before I leave on my blogiday... have a wonderful Christmas Sam! I wish you and yours health, happiness, and love. Sending you ridiculously over sized hugs OOO

Samantha Dugan said...

Sara,
Happy holidays to you my lovely ex-pat friend. Hope you and the hubby have a great holiday and I will keep my fingers crossed that your list to Santa arrives in time for you to all that your sweet heart desires! Hugs back at you girlie. OOO and in the interest of staying on board with your French learnin' sending you some kisses too XXXX

Einar Sverre said...

Dear Samantha.
Take care of your cuts with super glue - originally created to glue together surgical incisions. Works great - no more stinging, no germs, and goes away by itself.

Happy mid-winter feasting.

Big Hug, Einar
(I'm not a doctor, but I play one - sometimes)

Samantha Dugan said...

Holy carp that was too many typos! To those of you that get the follow up emails, sorry...been sipping some Sancerre and well, yeah.

Einar,
I used to play doctor too but it always ended in my mom being called and suspension. People are too uptight, I mean what's a little bend over and cough between 4th graders right?

Thanks for the surgical tips, not sure I will be applying shit that singes my nose hairs into open wounds but should things get worse I might think about it. Thanks for stopping by, nice to hear a new face.

There...think I pulled it off that time. Getting in my jammies now...