What did I do today? Was there a day?

Things are a little fuzzy. Can't remember what time I went to bed - and you know that means it was WAAAAY late! ::Remembers:: It was around 6 a.m. Up around 11 a.m. So, finished off my juice, but didn't have any brekkie except for toaster strudel mid afternoon. And I was busy, making my cauldron of cauliflower/broccoli soup. Yes, another winner. Eight portions of it in the freezer.

Brian came over for the usual Thursday soup supper. I served the pea soup with the toasted baguette & swiss cheeses. He liked. He brought home-made brownies. We talked about the Christmas Eve and Day celebrations and plans. And, when M. called twice, Brian pretended to be my personal concierge. Much hilarity ensued.

Also, ugh, I have to move furniture again tomorrow. There's no way I can squeeze 4 people for dinner and have a tree where I want it. So, yes, moving right along ...

Wrote the next installment of my Gilesfic. It's more optimistic than it's been before. Then followed the flist and, finally, I'm going off to sleep (and it's not even 2 a.m.).

La-la to all of you (and I so need a Teletubbies icon),
Me.

What did I do today? Was there a day?

Things are a little fuzzy. Can't remember what time I went to bed - and you know that means it was WAAAAY late! ::Remembers:: It was around 6 a.m. Up around 11 a.m. So, finished off my juice, but didn't have any brekkie except for toaster strudel mid afternoon. And I was busy, making my cauldron of cauliflower/broccoli soup. Yes, another winner. Eight portions of it in the freezer.

Brian came over for the usual Thursday soup supper. I served the pea soup with the toasted baguette & swiss cheeses. He liked. He brought home-made brownies. We talked about the Christmas Eve and Day celebrations and plans. And, when M. called twice, Brian pretended to be my personal concierge. Much hilarity ensued.

Also, ugh, I have to move furniture again tomorrow. There's no way I can squeeze 4 people for dinner and have a tree where I want it. So, yes, moving right along ...

Wrote the next installment of my Gilesfic. It's more optimistic than it's been before. Then followed the flist and, finally, I'm going off to sleep (and it's not even 2 a.m.).

La-la to all of you (and I so need a Teletubbies icon),
Me.

LJ inducements

Has anybody noticed this yet? I must have clicked on a part of my screen randomly and up came the LJ hypnotizer offering enhancements if one upgraded for only $2.00/month prepaid. And it includes 30 userpics. I so want that, because 15 is just not enough, esp. when one finds teh pretties that are shareable and snagable. But, I feel guilty for spending the money. [And, yes, this is the same me who spend OMG.How.Much on skincare and makeup yesterday. But that I can rationalize, because my skin looks great. My LJ doesn't need to look great. Poor LJ - it's feeling all ugly duckling.]

So, maybe, maybe I'll treat myself as a New Year's prezzie ('cuz I've already overloaded with the Christmas prezzies).

Silly, silly-me hugs.

LJ inducements

Has anybody noticed this yet? I must have clicked on a part of my screen randomly and up came the LJ hypnotizer offering enhancements if one upgraded for only $2.00/month prepaid. And it includes 30 userpics. I so want that, because 15 is just not enough, esp. when one finds teh pretties that are shareable and snagable. But, I feel guilty for spending the money. [And, yes, this is the same me who spend OMG.How.Much on skincare and makeup yesterday. But that I can rationalize, because my skin looks great. My LJ doesn't need to look great. Poor LJ - it's feeling all ugly duckling.]

So, maybe, maybe I'll treat myself as a New Year's prezzie ('cuz I've already overloaded with the Christmas prezzies).

Silly, silly-me hugs.

The.Tree.Is.Up!

S q u e e!
SQUEE! SQUEE!
Hmm, I don't think they heard me in Australia.
S*Q*U*E*E

My new tree is up. It's only 5 feet tall in a black iron pot; it has a narrow profile and came prelit with 150 lights and red berries and pine cones. And it was ON SALE! It is sitting next to the window on a small table covered with my holiday red tablecloth. Other pieces from the same collection (runners, napkins, etc.) will be used for the dining and coffee tables.

And, now, as I've been up since 7, I'm going to go have some brekkie. I deserve it. And, then, after that, it's back to dusting, moving furniture and going to my storage locker to get my RED decorations.

s~q~u~e~e

Is best Christmas feeling for a very, very long time - and I SO deserve it!

Hysterical Happy Hugs,
Me.

The.Tree.Is.Up!

S q u e e!
SQUEE! SQUEE!
Hmm, I don't think they heard me in Australia.
S*Q*U*E*E

My new tree is up. It's only 5 feet tall in a black iron pot; it has a narrow profile and came prelit with 150 lights and red berries and pine cones. And it was ON SALE! It is sitting next to the window on a small table covered with my holiday red tablecloth. Other pieces from the same collection (runners, napkins, etc.) will be used for the dining and coffee tables.

And, now, as I've been up since 7, I'm going to go have some brekkie. I deserve it. And, then, after that, it's back to dusting, moving furniture and going to my storage locker to get my RED decorations.

s~q~u~e~e

Is best Christmas feeling for a very, very long time - and I SO deserve it!

Hysterical Happy Hugs,
Me.

FIC: "A New Beginning - Part 8 - Improvising" FRM Giles/OC 8/12

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Early to bed and early to ... flake out!

I can't believe I'm posting my end-of-the-day thingy and it's not even midnight yet.

But I am pooped. From putting the tree up and moving the furniture to having wine delivered (oh, I liked that part), to ordering groceries for tomorrow, to heating up some of my pork & mushroom stew and making my special cheesy potatoes, to writing today's chapter, to talking to M., to having a measly one-hour nap, to watching a titch of TV (including a transcendent Kink with Ryan and his daddy, Sir Paul).

So, I'm done. Washed the dishes, drank some coke and water and wine.

More busyness will await me tomorrow.
T-i-r-e-d h-u-g-s,
M-e!

Early to bed and early to ... flake out!

I can't believe I'm posting my end-of-the-day thingy and it's not even midnight yet.

But I am pooped. From putting the tree up and moving the furniture to having wine delivered (oh, I liked that part), to ordering groceries for tomorrow, to heating up some of my pork & mushroom stew and making my special cheesy potatoes, to writing today's chapter, to talking to M., to having a measly one-hour nap, to watching a titch of TV (including a transcendent Kink with Ryan and his daddy, Sir Paul).

So, I'm done. Washed the dishes, drank some coke and water and wine.

More busyness will await me tomorrow.
T-i-r-e-d h-u-g-s,
M-e!