Damn. Certain individuals in the current administration who are in denial about global warming should be required to swim up to 60 miles across open sea to find food. IJS.
For food? I'm thinking just on general principle.
It is 55 inside my house. I need to unwrap myself from my comforter, shower, sprint to the farmer's market and then buy one of them long clicky lighters so I can light the pilot light on my heater and stop wanting to just hibernate. Especially since my mom will be here in a few hours. Don't want a momsicle or anything.
Argh indeed, Consuela. I decided to take advantage of Safeway's free delivery offer, and I am sooo glad I did. My power flickered a few minutes ago, and if this keeps up, I won't be surprised if it goes out all the way.
I clearly need to do more shopping. I am not sure online is an option at this point. BOTHER!
not going out. made egg nog french toast.
put together basic truffles.( chilling stage now) thinking about lemon squares.
rain means stay home and make goodies
No one's posting. People should post, and then I wouldn't have to keep cleaning.
3 hour yoga class over. I feel all stretchy and also quite like a nap.
On the bright side, for the first time I felt like I was on my way to balancing in crane pose. I didn't actually get my toes off the ground, but for the first time I really felt my weight securely shifted onto my hands.
I want to collapse now, but I think I'll go start the laundry first.
Yay, Theodosia, both for the yoga, and for the posting.
keep cleaning Perkins. GO YOU!
sounds excellent Theo. I must get back to taking a yoga class.
I at least have a list to remedy most of the missing gifts.
I am also procrastinating about cleaning. Our annual Christmas guest, Ed the Surly Elf, is coming in from NYC for the week. He went to college with the BF and they have been friends forever. He's a tall, dark-Irish drama teacher and actor. He's deeply morose and cynical yet fiercely loyal and funny and so loving to his friends. It just ain't Christmas without him!
