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It's already after 3 a.m. on Tuesday morning; about 90 minutes ago, I decided I wasn't going to go to sleep. After all, I have to wake up at 6:45 to make my W-T booking for my ride to the Seder on Wednesday.
I love timeshifting my life. It's like eating dessert first.
This morning, I had to wake up at that damned 6:45 time to cancel my rides for Mondays. After that I was exhausted. So, nap time for about 2-1/2 hours. After that, things became a little more hurried. I had to cook the last batch of ribs and sneak a shower in during that.
I loaded my walker with the yummy ribs and a bottle of white merlot and wandered over to M's for 6:30. I'm gratified that the weather is improving, so that I can hop over the fence (I wish) to M's place more often. As it was, we listened to soft classical music, smooched, and M played with my hair. Which I'm not sure I like so much. Oh, don't get me wrong. With my old - flat - hairdos, I loved to have my hair stroked and kissed, occasionally clutched in passion. But, now, because I have short bouncy hair [yes, very bouncy], when it's touched, it feels like I'm being tickled. Weird. Will take some getting used to.
Anyway, I teetered and tottered home at 9, having consumed the greater share of the wine; then there was also the pain in my feet. Oh, yeah, fun. M watches 24 on Mondays but, as I grew tired last year of the almost fanonical outlandish things that were happening to Jack, not to mention the grotesque behaviour of the President, I don't stick around to watch it.
So, when I got home, I caught up on LJ and now I'm going to watch the TV shows I recorded on the HD. And perhaps have a bite to eat. It is, after all, still dessert time for me.
Anyway, after I make my booking at 7, I will crawl into bed until it's time for M and me to go shopping for a housewarming/birthday prezzie for John's party on Saturday. Hee! People who know me but whom I haven't seen for a long time will be meeting M for the first time. ::giggles:: This should be very interesting.
Quiet hugs,
H.
I love timeshifting my life. It's like eating dessert first.
This morning, I had to wake up at that damned 6:45 time to cancel my rides for Mondays. After that I was exhausted. So, nap time for about 2-1/2 hours. After that, things became a little more hurried. I had to cook the last batch of ribs and sneak a shower in during that.
I loaded my walker with the yummy ribs and a bottle of white merlot and wandered over to M's for 6:30. I'm gratified that the weather is improving, so that I can hop over the fence (I wish) to M's place more often. As it was, we listened to soft classical music, smooched, and M played with my hair. Which I'm not sure I like so much. Oh, don't get me wrong. With my old - flat - hairdos, I loved to have my hair stroked and kissed, occasionally clutched in passion. But, now, because I have short bouncy hair [yes, very bouncy], when it's touched, it feels like I'm being tickled. Weird. Will take some getting used to.
Anyway, I teetered and tottered home at 9, having consumed the greater share of the wine; then there was also the pain in my feet. Oh, yeah, fun. M watches 24 on Mondays but, as I grew tired last year of the almost fanonical outlandish things that were happening to Jack, not to mention the grotesque behaviour of the President, I don't stick around to watch it.
So, when I got home, I caught up on LJ and now I'm going to watch the TV shows I recorded on the HD. And perhaps have a bite to eat. It is, after all, still dessert time for me.
Anyway, after I make my booking at 7, I will crawl into bed until it's time for M and me to go shopping for a housewarming/birthday prezzie for John's party on Saturday. Hee! People who know me but whom I haven't seen for a long time will be meeting M for the first time. ::giggles:: This should be very interesting.
Quiet hugs,
H.
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