Note to self: Next NYD do not go near the computer. You may order stuff and forget you did because of the holiday coma.

sj, whatever it was that just arrived, I hope you like it.

sj, whatever it was that just arrived, I hope you like it.

So far, a pumpkin loaf pan and a hot chocolate pot from Williams Sonoma and two velvet camisoles and black silk pants from Coldwater Creek. All on clearance so not to pricey and all very nice.

Tea:

I just heard a reverend on Oprah say that being gay is a gift from God. Color me impressed.

two velvet camisoles and black silk pants from Coldwater Creek.

I got my cool red beaded shirt, red sweater, and denim skirt Monday. Denim skirt is too big and has to go back, alas. I've been searching for my ideal denim skirt for ~6 months, to no avail.

The shirt and sweater are rocking, though.

Cool.

I have a denim skirt which fits perfectly everywhere except the waist, which needs to be taken in, and the silk pants are a couple of inches too long. So, I need to get myself to a tailor soon. I'm sure there are more things lingering in my closet waiting to be altered.

I just heard a reverend on Oprah say that being gay is a gift from God.

Oprah was impressed too. I liked how they expanded on the thought as well. Although the middle lady didn't contribute to that discussion.

I'm making soup and it smells awesome. DH is low carbing and I want him to have something other that just meat. Soup has chicken, spinach, cauliflower, spices and some soy sauce. Yum.

The cat Harvey continually amazes me. At ten and a half years old, he gets up on an eight-inch wide ledge, five feet from the ground, and chases his tail. Not quite as swiftly as he does it while on the floor, but still....

Erin, I feel your pain, although you have it far worse than me. The day before yesterday, I passed out right after dinner, but then woke to go to bed, and then couldn't sleep all night, so I had about 3 hours sleep, most of which was the late evening. So yesterday I was draggin butt all day, I figured I'd pass out in the chair again. Nope. Wired all night. Finally passed out at about 4am. My problem is just getting to sleep. Once asleep, it's great, except for when I have to wake to go to work.

Speaking of waking. I'm kind of jealous of all these wake up calls. I had an alarm clock. First a "Big Ben" with a hideous bell. And then later various flip or digital alarm clocks with hideous buzzers. But no mom singing me awake or opening blinds or anything. Not that I'd want my mom singing.. yikes, she can make the deaf cry with her off key singing.

But still. I do recall one summer at sleepaway camp, where the counselor woke folks in various methods. Since I was the worst at getting up, he tried to pull some nasty ways of getting me out of bed. One morning he lifted the foot of the bed to about a 30º angle and then dropped it. Most jarring. Then screamed some nonsense of get your butt in gear or something. I got up, got dressed and was waiting a good 20 minutes for everyone else in the cabin to get ready. I gave him the stink eye and let him know I'm faster then everyone else at getting ready, and if he pulls that shit again he would have to remember I prowl the night when he sleeps. He never did that again.