I woke up from a dream this morning that I was on a cruise, and we were in Egypt, and it was snowing. Actually, I wanted to stay in bed all day, which is almost what I did do, since I did not leave the house and haven't really gotten anything accomplished except reading stuff. Well, I did unpack as soon as possible last night, since that's what we do, y'know. SO, I suppose that laundry did get done today, so--I did almost nothing today.
My body is still rocking. It's a strange sensation that I suppose will get more so as I grow older--isn't it the same inner-ear condition we get as we age that makes spinning amusement park rides so suddenly hateful?
Does my new background remind you of flannel pjs? It's winter now, so if I'm to maintain a seasonal background, a change was due. And it blustery-cold-snowflakey here. It really should be hibernation time for us, or at least something close to it. Forget day light savings time, let's just go to partial-hibernation time. I'll drink to that.
This Thursday is Christmas. That's incredible. No matter how much they decorate a cruise ship, no matter how often the holiday music is played, it never seems like Christmas in the Caribbean, never. So, to me, it's suddenly thisclose to Christmas.
And now for the question everyone's sick of: Are you ready?