I'm aiming for adoption; probably keeping him boarded with the vet until he's well enough to be an appealing candidate. I don't want to put him back in the same situation he was injured in, since I'm worried his own clumsiness or lack of fear regarding cars may have caused it. Plus, he's so friendly and non-aggressive he'll make an excellent pet for someone.

Yay, Doug Jones, the new US Senator from Alabama! Never thought I'd be able to type that.

Also, I hate recipe blogger websites. So much.

Lordy, yes. I'm not here to read about your delightful afternoon in the garden with your adorable moppets—certainly not for 8 paragraphs. Just tell me how much cinnamon I need in the blasted cookies.

I put my tree up the day after Thanksgiving. It's very much a self-care thing for me, combining light, color, and the ability to pick ornaments with good associations to look at for a dark month. It's kind of like exercise—a nuisance at the time, but with long-term benefits. Except that I only have to put the tree up once a year. If I could exercise once a year and get five solid weeks of upside, I'd be much more likely to do it.

AL SOS said there'd be no recount.

Oh, what a beautiful morning! When I gave up and went to bed last night the ass hadn't conceded yet.

aurelia, I have Anova and I like it muchly.

I used to do freelance copyediting for recipe bloggers. I thought it was so weird they had to tell a little story before they gave the dang recipe.

I've never put up a tree before, but I think I will this year. it's strange to feel the slightest bit creative again.

A lot of them, or at least the one's I go back to, include a click-to-recipe link. It's a beautiful thing.

In my childhood, this would have been the first week we'd consider putting the tree up (depending on party schedule and how weekends fall), because we always kept it up at least through Epiphany.

I have been in the office too long already, have had conversations about two different issues and written evaluations of at least five job candidates. Too bad none of those were my TOP THREE MUST DO ASAP items.

Facilities just sent around a notice with a bullet point "how not to burn your house down."

Rocket science.

Let the record show: I tried. Got up, started to get dressed, found that bending over to retrieve a sock set off a coughing fit that made my head hurt. Drank some broth and going back to bed.

Roy Less.

Roy Fewer?

Roy NoMoore.

A valiant effort, -t. Rest well.

I am trying to get everything cleared up at work so that I can take time off next week while my DH is gone to start packing the house (translation: throw things out while the pack rat is away).