I went to the museum, and the Pixar exhibit is very cool. Bumped into one of my old bosses and bored him to death by complaining at length about the hiring process and reorganization we are suffering through since he left.

And now home again, crashed on futon. Nobody better make me move or anything for the next 30 hours.

I have accomplished jack shit today. Except for a nap. I think I need more than 8 hours of sunlight a day to function well.

I can do those fuffy Martha style bows but I suck at swags. I buy wreaths already made and then do the bows myself.

I think I need more than 8 hours of sunlight a day to function well.

Me, too.

My cookies look like clams.

Floors done, on to manicure.

Okay, I gotta go to church. Enough futzing around.

Swag advice -- use a ribbon as the backbone and lay it out first, then secure it.

Noah has played Frosty the Snowman 8554 times on my iphone. Grace will not stop hanging on me. And I love the fact that she pees then points at the potty. GRRRRR.

I LOVE RAINY DAYS!

A friend of mine is thinking of writing a book of her low-carb primal/paleo recipes. (They are scrumptious, even the no-grain breads.) She's asked for my help, and I hate to tell her I know nothing. Anyone know of recipe book or cookbook publishers?

Parents are pretty sure they aren't making Xmas. Anti-b's have taken mom's fever away, but she burst into tears at the thought of even walking to the gate in El Paso's small airport. She was able to get up and help make up the bed, but then slept for 2 hours. And she cannot be alone in case she relapses (her judgement flies out the window when sick, which she's fully aware of) so dad won't be coming solo.

Sigh. It's for the best, she needs to get better, and I've seen her with a worse case of pneumonia and it was scary. It took 17 days from the time she was officially non-pneumoniac to even get through a day without sleeping half of it.

Am sad, though. I like xmas with the whole family. She already mailed a lot of stuff, I think we'll wrap the shipping box and open it up and pass stuff out. And there are several things she wanted to buy in B'ham that I'll take the credit card I share with them for emergencies and go shopping with PJ.

Nails are done, going to put up the tree now. With the ornaments made by my grandmother and her friends for my mom and her sisters.

My family is lovely: my sister & niece brought me wonton soup from the best noodle place in Chinatown. (If only I had thought to ask for spicy pork noodles I could put in the fridge for tomorrow!)

Aw sara sorry your folks aren't making it.

We are having baking fiascos here and drinkink white Russians with ( store bought) eggnog.