Hmm, I seem to have forgotten that these don’t post themselves. Nor do they work telepathically. That’s a pity.

Saturday…

  • Attempted to sleep in, which would have been a good thing, since I waited for Jess to get off work… at 5 am.
  • We braved the surging tide of shoppers and picked up some of our last-minute gifts.
  • We met Angie and Scott for dinner. Our latest trend is seemingly to be attended by wait staff members from abroad. So far, we’ve had waitresses from Poland, Yugoslavia, and, last night, Russia. The whole wide world, an endless universe…
  • Jess went to work; Angie, Scott and I went to see Lord of the Rings again. It was as interesting – and fun – to watch this time as it was on Wednesday.
  • Came home…. and must have been bored beyond all realms of belief: I started cleaning around 1:30 am.
  • Rana, my sister who joined the Peace Corps, was online around 2:30, so I talked to her for a bit. She was spending part of the day having a pre-Christmas party with other people in her group. She said that things there are going well… it’s just cold. Below zero cold. Double-digit below zero cold. Hmm. There are three things that I’m allergic to: bee stings, pain, and cold. It gets “cold” here, but the low relative humidity keeps it from being the piercing cold that I was used to on the East Coast. Cold in the double-digit negatives…? As Billy Preston sang:
    I’m not tryin’ to be your hero
    ‘Cause that zero is too cold for me,
    I’m not tryin’ to be your highness
    ‘Cause that minus is too low for me.

And that’s all the news from Lake Saline.

Peace.