It’s beginning to look a lot like…
…zombies!
Good thing we didn’t end up putting anything breakable on there after all.
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December 7, 2009
December 8, 2009
December 9, 2009
Lock-up
…you’ll have to be content with yet another story from the weekend today, since otherwise this entry would pretty much read “woke up. went to work. came home. blerg.”
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December 10, 2009
Exchange
Today could have been another long day, and the morning, at least, was long and involved significant amounts of under-the-breath swearing on my part (due mainly to attempting to get Sharepoint to do what I wanted it to do, despite its best efforts to thwart me). This afternoon, however, was much less stressful, because today [...]
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December 11, 2009
Carrying
Eventually someone thought to poke their head outside, and hey, the rain had stopped again, so if we were going to go caroling to the neighbors, we’d better do it right then.
December 12, 2009
Domestic
Alas, that is not exactly true, unless by ‘amazing and fabulous’, you will accept ‘ knitting and making soup and staying inside’.
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December 13, 2009
Ornamented
Aside from the haircuts and the making of soup, yesterday I pretty much spent the whole day knitting. This morning, I did the same thing. Richard braved the wet and the cold to get bagels for breakfast, and he camped out in the office and did some writing while I hung out in the living [...]
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December 14, 2009
Wishes and horses and on and on
The Organizing Imp and her band of merry pixies fly from house to house, sprinkling problem areas with magic dust and leaving sorted, filed, neatly categorized spaces in their wake
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December 15, 2009
Minus
You do not think about the fact that eventually you will have to make a decision you do not want to make; eventually you will have lose them; eventually you will get used to minus one.
December 17, 2009
Audible
It’s not perfect, by any stretch of the imagination, but it was the best I could do while nervously trying to play, sing, and most importantly, distract the kittens (who kept wanting to attack my fingers / the music / the strap on the camera / my hair) all at once.
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