Mr. W has gotten so many compliments on his new hat that he wants to go back and buy a few more (different colors).

I wish I had photos of me and Jordan playing in the hat shop.

My mom’s xmas wish list (stuff she wants from me) this year includes a new TV, boots, string of pearls (necklace), diamond earrings, and a puppy, but my dad won’t let me get her the last item.

Wrapping presents with a cat around is always a great challenge, as Mr. W found out this year for the first time.

How in the world did we get invited to so many Christmas parties?

The first off-site work xmas party is tomorrow, and altho I half-agreed to step it up a notch and make myself halfway attractive, I’m really too lazy and don’t feel like it.

I’ve been so tired lately, skipping the gym and taking naps at my desk at lunchtime instead.

It was funny today when my judge and court reporter were discussing their reviews of nonfiction books about the Black Panther movement, first-hand accounts of Al-Qaeda from the inside, secret government surveillance of our military, etc., and during a pause in their conversation I offered, “I’m reading an adolescent novel about a teenager’s romance with a vampire,” and my judge had looked at me in horror and exclaimed venomously, “You’re not reading that Twilight crap, are you?! …no thanks, reading about government conspiracies is scary enough.”

That was a very long 1-line sentence.