The presents have been opened (between the hubs and I), the wine drunk, and I think it's high time to hit the sack. Yes, I guess I'm getting old.
I am typing away on my brand spankin new Macbook Pro and am just positively gleaming.
It's quite a nice surprise, C never fails to try to surprise me.
Dinner was eaten, pound cake for C's office party has been made, the pecan pie has cooled. Now one more thing and I would be done. But it won't be tonight. It'll have to wait until morning as I need to get up early to get C off to work.
Met a friend last night for dinner. Haven't seen this chica in a few months.
I don't have many friends. Or close friends, shall I say? But these very few close friends that I have, when we meet up, even after months, or years, it's as if time has stopped since the last time we met and we are continuing our conversation from the last meet. Except this time, we have much to talk about, much to catch up on.
Ah, I must be getting soft. It is a sign that we are well into the holidays. Oh mush.
Happy holidays to those to pass. Though I'm sure no one really reads this blog, for my own memories sake, Merry Christmas eve, and a better Christmas day.
Hope you a good one.
