Oh msbelle.

Can I offer you some adorable Santa Dogs: [link]

Or Christmas kittens: [link] [link] [link] [link]

Young Nathan Fillion: [link]

more Nathan: [link]

Nathan and Co.: [link] [link]

I, too, am in a crappy mood right now. I just want to crawl into a hole and not come out until next year.

2 and a half weeks and you're there. It's theoretically doable.

well here's been the day.

Had to work, so was up and there by 7. The yard foreman, NOT there. NO answer on his phone. I start trying to get in a replacement, keep calling him, inform the bosses, and start doing what I can to start loading the trucks and get the day going anyway. many many many many phone calls, texts and emails later. I have a sub foreman up and getting ready and the scheduled foreman shows up AN HOUR AND 45 MINUTES LATE. I got all the shipments out, but the communication with everyone is a BEAR. and then the knowledge that this has happened before and NOTHING IS DONE to this kid. NOTHING. I end up missing getting to sing in my Christmas Cantata at the late service. I knew I would miss the early service, but should have been able to make the late one (11am) if he had been there this morning.

Come home and mac has of course done NOTHING except sit and watch tv. food still out from last night, dishes out. I remind him that he needs to practice trombone and clean up.

I have a 3pm meeting, so I go to shower at 2. Mac has still not done anything and wants to pick a fight about it. While I am in the shower, the dog pees in my room. Go to meeting, come back from meeting, dog throws up twice in living room, and then cat right in front of me starts to pee under tree. While cleaning it up I discover he peed under there earlier also. (There are pet pads down there because this has become an issue, still he manages to miss the pads on occasion).

The Cowboys.

Tomorrow is Monday.

Oy, msbelle. That is a lot.

Oh msbelle, not a good day. Ugh.

Hugs to you too, Tom, if you are one of us hugging types. I always forget who likes hugs and who doesn't.

Oh jeez.

That is a no good day, msbelle.

I wish you better days too, Tom.

Is it weird that I wish the flight was longer because I have so many books to read?

Once I am packed, out of the house, safely through security and settled with a beverage, I often have wished flights were longer because I can finally narrow my focus and just catch up on reading.

I managed to put together my new Expedit thing I got at Ikea last night, and am v. proud.

I’m rather fond of their pure cuboidism. I’ve got one lengthwise under a window and it’s perfect for storing stuff and the cat approves of her sun perch.

I am unprepared for the holidays and I just want it to be Dec 29th already.

I just want to crawl into a hole and not come out until next year.

My feeling about the holidays is "where are those medically induced comas when you really need one?"