Ok, so not much has been happening with me lately. Winter finally reared its ugly head; we're supposed to get a freeze this weekend. I wonder if my footy pajamas will fit under my street clothes? I had to put away my "kindergarten coat" (L.H.'s description of my bright blue coat) and get out the wool one I bought last year.
I've started chipping away at my xmas shopping; I've even put a thing or two in the mail. I may even have beat my middle sister at early shopping--the first gift I bought was in early September.
School is blah. The weather is blah. I am blah. Blah blah blah. See Spot blah.
There are notes in my Palm, but I am too blah to snark. Woe is me!
My plants have lost most of their flowers, so I have even lost the comfort of pretending to be a gardener. I may take a whack at the giant plant in the stairwell, because one of the leaves always catches in my hair when I walk upstairs. That is no fun.
Actual news: I got contacts. I don't think I've had any since D.D. was an infant, but since I had worn them for most of the 15 years prior to that, it was like getting back on a bicycle. My astigmatism is so bad, though, that it may take a little while before I can see consistenly well with them. The optician said they are the exact right strength now (on the second try), and that I'll get used to them. Today is just day 2, so I'll report back on that.
There is no other news. Blah.