Hidden Cameras review tomorrow.
Promise. Cross my heart and hope to die.
I've finally starting Christmas shopping, but I can't tell you what I scored even though there are some primo gifts, let me tell you. But the wrong person might read this.
And the Christmas cards got totally neglected tonight as my poor baby got food poisoning or something during the fiesta they had in their Spanish class this afternoon. Which makes it a pretty authentic fiesta, I guess.
She's better now.
This week is proving to be as exhausting as I thought it would be. It actually started out that way, which is never a good thing. I knew there was going to be trouble when I was totally wiped out on Sunday night. I thought weekends were supposed to be rejunivating.
Okay, I'm done griping now. Thanks for listening.
To keep me in the Christmas prep mood, I usually listen to something like this, that tells me to get thee up into the high mountain. And this, because what's the aria without its chorus?