Monday, November 24, 2008

Monday at Tiffany's

Good morning, B.

I just cracked myself up. I started to write this entry with the sentence, "How about the recipe for that pumpkin spice martini?" Wait a minute, wasn't I an alcoholic a couple of days ago? Oh, never mind! I'm good. Boing, boing, boing....freakin' pinball in my head.

Sorry I didn't write last night. As you may (or may not) know, 24 is on again, and I was glued to my couch for two (real time) hours last night. I even made JJ read upstairs so he wouldn't be listening to the screams of torture and plots of unspeakable violence. For someone who doesn't watch much tv, I am such a junkie for Jack :) By the time it was over, I barely managed one Suduko, then I was out.

I did have the kind of Sunday I needed. I took the boys to the movies, which was fun. AJ came back here with us and they played Playstation for awhile. Nothing in comparison to the east coast, I'm sure, but it was really cold here yesterday and no one really wanted to play outside. It's getting to be that time of year, when they are all inside most of the time...I guess I'd better get ready for that. J walked AJ home around 5, then came home and made dinner (!) for us...BLTs and chips...can't beat that on a cold Sunday. I got all my ironing done and even managed a load of laundry before settling in for my show.

All in all, not too strenuous. M woke up not feeling well this morning; he got up and took his shower, but then threw up his breakfast and says he has a raging headache. It might have something to do with the fact that he went out to celebrate his buddy's 16th birthday last night, at Jack in the Box, by attempting to eat 16 tacos. Each. (They failed.) Or, it could be something legit; he gets a lot of headaches so we have an eye appt scheduled next week. I'm trying not to make a big deal out of it, so I just sent him back to bed and told him I'd take him to school later if he felt better. Thought I'd be nice, rather than skeptical. It's the holidays.

Today, K, S and I are going up to Bellevue, where the super-rich live and play. They have a killer mall up there (K needs to have a Tiffany's bracelet repaired) and a bezillion great restaurants. We rarely go up there, since it's an hour-plus trip, with little traffic, sometimes two, if you hit it at the wrong time. There's something about getting dressed up to go shopping that makes it a good Monday.

Three days...hang in there. Or do you have Wed off?
Love,
A

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