Head cold
Damn, but I hate being sick. It's not even the yucky, lay-you-up-in-bed flu stuff, but just a cold that has stuffed my head full of cotton. Can't keep a thought in it, and trying to knit anything more complicated than garter stitch (like, say, socks, which actually have to fit) is a nightmare. I think I got 2 rounds done yesterday. (OK, so maybe I made my family Sims 3 and got sidetracked.) Fortunately, I'm not hacking or sneezing or sniffling, so I just wash my hands a lot and go through gloves like crazy at work.
On the upshot, my husband got most of the presents wrapped, and I scored some really sparkly cards while shopping this weekend. (I'm a glitter whore. Shut up.) So, if you want a shiny card, drop me your addy over here (comments screened, of course). I plan to mail them this weekend. (We mailed the letter to Santa yesterday at the post office, which is good because Santa is supposed to call tonight or tomorrow.)
On the upshot, my husband got most of the presents wrapped, and I scored some really sparkly cards while shopping this weekend. (I'm a glitter whore. Shut up.) So, if you want a shiny card, drop me your addy over here (comments screened, of course). I plan to mail them this weekend. (We mailed the letter to Santa yesterday at the post office, which is good because Santa is supposed to call tonight or tomorrow.)