I did something to my lower leg. Not a clue what. I was just moving the garbage and I felt a zing up my left leg. It isn't shin splints but dang, the pain is not subsiding.

CJ is worth his weight in gold. He helped me back to the couch and buzzed over to Panda, on his bike, to pick up something for dinner. I'm a step away from complete tears.

Success! I have tea. And cookies.

Good job, CJ. I hope it goes away, whatever it is, Suzi. Ouch.

I am here to report that there were only 2 boxes of any size OB tampons at my local Walmart, and I bought them. This is very discouraging.

I'm starting to feel it's like Elaine and The Sponge.

JERRY: So what are you gonna do?

ELAINE: I'll tell you what I'm gonna do - I'm gonna do a hard-target search. Of every drug store, general store, health store and grocery store in a 25-block radius.

Totally.

It took me all afternoon and the evening up until now, but I finally wrestled the Bed Bath and Beyond website into taking my Christmas order. Now I just have to buy best friend's gift, find handkerchiefs for my dad, and cross my fingers that the telescope I bought for twice its out-of-stock BB&B price arrives before Christmas.

I need help. I have no earthly idea what to get my mother for Christmas. There's nothing I know of that she wants, except a platter exactly like mine which I have not been able to find anywhere.

She likes vintage pins, but usually my dad gets her one every year. She is a perfume QUEEN, but I don't know what kind of scents she likes.

I am feeling like a horrible daughter.

In lamer Christmas news, I'm getting my dad socks and a flannel shirt.

I'm starting to feel it's like Elaine and The Sponge.

I am totally identifying with her. But other tampons are just too long and they hurt!!!

Aims, what about: a massage or manicure gift certificate, a selection of gourmet coffee or tea, good leather gloves and a pretty scarf?