Timelies all!

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

Hope you made lots of dough last night, Theo!!

I am arrived at the park where my Resolution Run 5k is happening. It is super cold. The race does not start for 80 more minutes, but I didn't want to worry about getting a parking space. I may have over estimated the amount of time needed though. Oops. Hoping the amount of clothing in wearing is right--its COLD outside! Gotta turn the car back on and open up the kindle. Made it to about 1215 last night and then slept...party was a bust. Made me feel way more loser than if I'd just planned to hang out alone all night. Sigh.

Aw, I'm sorry meara. Have a good race!

I feel like a groundhog. Popped out of bed long enough to let the dog and cats have access to the outside world but am back under the covers with no inclination to emerge. Six Ten more weeks of Winter on me, I guess.

I'm starting my new year with a Buffista! Burrell is in my townand we're meeting at Starbucks this afternoon. And I'm having lunch with another friend. I'm scheduling social things, like a real grown up.

Nice!

Showed the cat where her new heated bed is. I think she likes it. Can't say I never accomplished anything.

Go go Buffista meetups!

I skipped the party after all, and hung out at home with the dog and back episodes of Manhattan; I was in bed and asleep before midnight. Nice to sleep in until 8, though. I've already walked the dog, eaten a healthy breakfast (apple with PB), and done some yard work.

Going for a hike with a friend soon, and then to lunch if we can find somewhere that isn't crazy busy. Maybe Chinatown...

Instead of going to bed at 10 last night, I called my BFF G. to wish her and her daughter HNY, and she and I ended up staying up gabbing until 12:05, at which time I said, "...oh. you have to work today. go to bed." We didn't even realize.

She's looking forward, in a grim sort of way, to seeing her boss today. You see, her boss started driving for Uber! And last night was his first night. And he is a strict Muslim, recently immigrated from Morocco, who doesn't drink and doesn't really get how much Americans drink and... you see why she's a bit concerned. I wonder if anyone threw up in his car last night. I wonder if he's still driving for Uber this morning.

He's from Casablanca. Apparently, whenever someone finds that out, they often say, "Hey, here's looking at you, kid!" and he had no idea why. So he started saying "Here's looking at you!" as a greeting, until someone explained it to him.

Oh, I want to know how that goes!

My early morning portion had a lot of people who'd stayed overnight, including one girl in a mini-skirt and tank top (no coat), and four college kids who'd stayed in an unheated apartment ("It was 42 degrees in there!"). One set of people were on their way to a New Year's Day brunch, with chocolate-bourbon pudding that smelled heavenly, so they definitely win the day.

I was putzing around with the television while being transfused and saw part of the parade in Orlando that ABC was showing before the Rose Parade. That was a really lame parade. Most of the floats were covered with citrus fruits that looked like they had been stuck on randomly and in a hurry.