Hil, you are not useless. You are getting the word out! That is HUGE!

I'm also trying to figure out how to pack efficiently for myself. I'm thinking a couple of neutral skirts and shorts, tank tops, and 1 pair of jeans and a hoodie. I am not, nor have I ever been, an efficient packer. I'm reading blogs and columns on how to survive in Europe for a month on two pairs of underwear and a sarong.

Don't include a "Time for some thrillin' heroics" shirt - turns out guns on your shirt, even cartoon guns, make them twitchy. (inside joke that I think only Toddson and Sparky will get)

When packing for motorcycle trips with very limited cargo space, I have had to learn the value of quick-dry fabrics. Something like this: [link] I wear it all day, then rinse and hang it at the hotel and change into a nicer shirt for dinner. It's dry by the next morning. I can get by for a week with three of these (so I don't have to wash stuff every night), a "nicer" shirt and a sweater or hoodie.

And thanks some more for the good wishes, all. So far it's been a very low-key ordinary day-- (no extravagant gifts for us since a) we're replacing our deck and b) we're saving for next year which will be HAWAII.)

In different news, I find myself somewhat bemused by the fact that I'm researching hairpieces and extensions so I can do my hair properly for next week's ballroom competition. (And Jilli, my smooth gown is cupcake pink.)

Okay. I tried to make one phone call, it was too late in the day. Made another one, got an unsatisfactory result. Two more to go. Blecch.

Happy anniversary, Barb!

I just wish someone would tell them that it's "Prix fixe" not "Prefix"

I saw a post elsewhere from someone who was knitting a blanket with "Doctor Who motives."

"Doctor Who motives."

Curiosity, wanderlust, righteousness, and pain?

Man, damn. Trying to reset my password on my online cable account, and it's driving me bonkers. If I pay over the phone there's a $10 charge. Arrgh.

And the announcement for who will be layed off has been delayed another week. That's the second delay. It's like playing Russian Roulette, and not knowing if it's your turn, or how many dry fires there have been.

t Anxiety

Uggh, hate that, Omnis. It's hard as heck - we lost one more today. And as bad as you feel for the guy who lost his job, you still can't help that feeling of relief that you're employed for another day. And minor survivor's guilt. Anyway, good luck to you.

My lungs feel like crap. I'm telling myself it's asthma--which I have--and not heart. Dammit, I had the stress test a week ago, I would think that if there was something horrible in the results someone would have picked up a phone and let me know.