Author: The Jody

Wanted to point you to thereflections: December 2002 Archives; the link will take you to an entry that discusses a relaxing site Jenny found. I point you there to get the link and not HERE because I don’t want to take any of the credit away from her.

I’m selfless that way. (Jenny’s blog is cool, once you’re there, wander around.)

Spent the day with the family over at Mom and Dad’s house. Had a lovely day, actually. I didn’t even miss the computer, which is something. My finger-tingling problem has been MUCH better, in no small part thanks to me cutting off a lot of the extra computer usage.

Yesterday was craft day (a blast…I forgot how fun it can be to be to just sit and make a mess and end up with something creative and actually REALLY pretty. Imagine that! I created something pretty! Now I’d talk more about it or show you guys here, but some of my readers are actually on the gift list, so I’m sorry, you’ll just have to wait, what, two and a half weeks?

I can’t believe Christmas is only two and a half weeks away. How did that happen? I feel like h’e rushing at me at lightening speed and if I’m not careful it’s going to just pass me by. I’m thinking this is not going to be one of those “Christmasses to Remember: just because I cannot get myself into the right frame of mind. Well, as far as Junior is concerned it will be fantastic, and I guess that’s all that matters…

I would really like to be able to look at the world the way Tim Davis does. I would have just seen ugliness and rust and dirt. He found beauty.

I got my hair cut today. I didn’t really want to do it, but it needed to be done. I got that bravery that comes from being in the chair and told her that I wanted to take some weight off it. And she REALLY did. We agreed she’d cut it shoulder-length, but DUH, my hair curls up and so it looks about chin length right now.

At least I think it looks good. I dont’ want to hear about it if it doesn’t. On the other hand, no more ponytails, and that’s sad because I’ve never really been able to do that before.

I hate making decisions.

Hey, over on Lileks’ The Bleat he mentions that Al Roker is coming to his house for dinner! He’s going to cook up some of that Regrettable Food he’s famous for, and we’ll get to see his kitchen! This is actually horribly interesting to me, and not just because I own three of his books including the Regrettable Food one.

Too bad Al won’t be able to eat any of that food. I’m hoping James serves up the hotdogs in gelatin. Mmmmmmm.