I’m tired tonight. I had a date with 110 relatives on Saturday, and with twice as many Christmas cookies on Sunday. ‘Tis the season. I love it.
The baking-marathon tradition is wonderful. And when but at a family party are you going to get strangers coming up to you, grasping you about the shoulders, and gasping, “You are so beautiful!”
That just doesn’t happen to me at work.
My next two days are going to be spent in the pursuit of… if not academic excellence, at least academic completion. I’ve got a bet to win. Wish me luck – and if you catch me on MySpace, or reading dreck like these links, or posting, come smack me.
(Oh, and good night, Sac darling.)