I really do think that I broke my finger last week.
I just listened to part of a wildly inappropriate song during some movie credits. No idea what the movie was - we turned it off.
Three pies, a massive apple turnover, fudge, and peppermint bark...probably way too much dessert for six people.
I love my new Christmas lights. SDG&E will love me since they're the old energy-sucking kind.
My nephew said that if I set up an account, he'll Snapchat with me. Do I want to? Could be fun. I'd love to keep in contact with him more.
My husband knew most of the answers on Jeopardy this evening. He should go and win us some money.
I love that I get to have Thanksgiving all over again tomorrow. I can't wait for the mashed potatoes. I hope my parents bought enough butter, because it really does take a mountain of butter.
I skipped the gym today, so I should probably to in the morning.
I'm happy that I can hear both of my children upstairs. Sunday is going to come too soon.
My mister will be traveling next week. I'm going to be insanely lonely.
I really should start Christmas shopping. I could to go to Target right now. I was tempted a few minutes ago. Then I thought better of it. I don't like shopping or people.
Watched two movie trailers yesterday (before watching Divergent) and both movies had high school kids having sex. Really? I mean, I know that they do, I'm not stupid. But do we have to advocate it so boldly and make it seem so nonchalant?
I miss having acrylic nails. They really made my ugly hands look better.
College waiting for #2 seems more stressful than it did for #1. Two of the nine accepted him already; would the rest please follow suit?
I don't want to go back to work on Monday. Can I just call in sick until January?
Goodnight, my friends. Happy Thanksgiving!