I braved Black Friday because we had to get cat litter, and the place where we get it is right across the street from Old Navy and Ulta.

We went to ON because Lillian needed socks and the ON baby socks are the best baby socks in the history of ever (and at a buck a pair if you buy 10 pairs, cheap, too). I kind of escaped with money in the bank, just much less of it.

It wouldn't have been so bad, but I managed to find the ONE cropped Pea Coat (AKA, Flattering McWaspwaist) in the whole store in black, and as it was $20 off, I had to have it. (Seriously, I tried on the blue one and set it down sadly, wishing it were black, because it looked that good. I mean, yowsa. But just don't wear navy blue. So I counted myself up $48 plus tax, to find my silver lining. Then I was looking for where they were hiding the t-shirts, and someone had abandoned a black one, in medium [the size that fit me during try on], right on top of a pile of henleys. I took it as a sign from above, and now I own it.)

In conclusion, the above paragraph is basically all for Aimee.

Oh, and Liptini lipstain rules.

As does Ulta.

Thank dog we're a one car family.

We went to ON because Lillian needed socks and the ON baby socks are the best baby socks in the history of ever (and at a buck a pair if you buy 10 pairs, cheap, too).

This is gospel, as far as I'm concerned.

Dude, I can bring some over.

I welcome you with turkey loving arms! Uh...when?

eta: You can hold the baby...

Vaguely braved the pea-pulls today but only as far as Hawthorne. Bought some books, some hair care stuff and a bottle of wine at Pastaworks because they were giving tastings and I am a sucker for a nummy treat. The things I will do when mom asks. But not the mall, I am not that crazy.

We now have eaten heartily of moussaka that mom made, have a fire, some wine and now are both happily plinking away on each of our computers. Happy tummy, good.

Visited my best friend and then did lunch, Angel, and dinner with another friend.

That's all I can take, but sadly I need to do a pharmacy run before I sleep.

I didn't leave the house, except to help Emily take stuff to her dad's car. I really need to do that tomorrow.

I prayed my migraines would hold off enough for me to drive across town, and they were fairly light and responded to meds. Then, as I was getting into my car to come home, I managed to whack it.

D'oh.

That migraine just eased off. I better stop tempting fate and just go to the pharmacy.

Love stinks, y'all. Or at least the part where one's fake boyfriend has a life other than being clever about the news for you. After two months, he's off for two days and I'm at a loss? God. Have not been hit this hard since "New Edition" broke up. Feeling stupid right now, in an online-essay sort of way. Not desperate enough to watch a clip show, though. I have *some* pride. Maybe I'll make the polite gesture and send Katy some crayons.

I'm at work listening to everyone and their neighbor complain about how crowded we are. Please don't come on the busiest day of the year if you can't stand crowds.

Happy Turkey Day Recovery Day! I am actually glad to say I brought no leftovers home with me. I know what I do with them. I eat them, all at once. And then my stuffed and bloated self sits and burps for the next two days. Turkey Day was very nice. Went over the teh daughter's, where I fixed the turkey. At least everything else was done, so it was very stress free. My dad, my brother and my nephew came over. We watched V for Vendetta (twice) and I left when my nephew brought out the Donnie Darko. By then, I was peopled out and came home to escape into some prime computer communing. Just a very nice day, with family and pie.