December 18th, 2006


This and that and the other

Uff da. Slept all the way to 7:00 this morning, which is late for me. Needed the sleep, but it's discombobulated my plan for the morning completely: with the pistachios still unshelled, I'm not going to have time to make the meringues. Ah well: tonight or tomorrow. Sleep Good.

Ginger's family's Santa Lucia festival was good fun, and they have inspired me: I'm contemplating putting pearl sugar on our lussekatter next year (not in place of the dried blueberries, I hastened to assure timprov, but in addition to). They had mulled spi cider and krumkake. Mmmmmm.

Among lo these many other useful tasks, including writing and phone calls and the like, I'm hoping to finish the Christmas shopping today. I have a list of where I need to go and what I need to get there, and if they thwart me, what else I should do instead. I have several things I want to get yet, but I think I've plotted a route that will allow me to do so fairly efficiently. And if not, the reason for doing it Monday is clear: I will still have a few more days to wedge errands in or ask online retailers to expedite shipping or etc.

Yesterday was a wretched day for library books. I hadn't quit one in months, and now here I was unable to read past the first 100 pages of two of them due to extreme suckage and, in one case, total insanity. I am hopeful about the next few, but that's not saying much: it's me. I'm always hopeful. Even in the face of evidence.

Of course, sometimes what I'm hopeful about is the possibility that someone will take off their clog and beat a particular somebody senseless with it, but I'm flexible in those situations. Those Croc thingies will do.
borrowed plumage, plunder, reflected glory

"Mris am the greetest! Now I am leaving Southdale for no raisins!"

Why, you may wonder, do I have matociquala's pirate hat on for this post? Because of the booty. The plunder. The loot that surrounds me, for I have triumphed over the Christmas shopping! I can barely move away from my desk due to the bulk of parcels surrounding me, but I am done shopping! Anything anyone else gets this year will be purely extraneous. I'm not done shipping, because other people aren't done shipping, but I'm done shopping. Wheeeee! It took me a trip to the Shops At Lyndale, Southdale, 50th and France, Bigdale, and the little shopping area near us (that's just today -- other places other days), but I'm finished!

Baking and wrapping still remain. And, y'know, writing. Cleaning. Etc.

I think I'm a little dehydrated. I'm certainly out of energy. But energy can be restored, water can be drunk, and I am done shopping!

And everybody is so nice to me. The people in the Hockey Lodge. The guy at Border's selling me [topic redacted] books for [person reading this]. Everybody in the entire Dayton's (disguised as a Macy's). Everybody and their literal dogs in the pet store. Other people seem to run into crankiness in December, but for me it's smiles and kind words even when they're very tired. It was nice. So nice I will avoid doing more of it this year.