Good thing, because I just baked something close to 12 dozen cookies, and I hate food going to waste.
I've had a terrible couple of weeks, computer-wise; the damn thing died twice. Of course, Bob did all the heavy lifting and driving the God-forsaken thing to Best Buy (50 miles or so from here), I just encouraged him to buy the X-Box 360 and a couple of other things, like, oh, a Keurig coffee machine, an MP3 player that takes photos, and some books. My budget sense goes out of the window at Christmas.
Along with most of my other sense, but I retained my snarky sense of humour in the face of a million "OMG, it's like, 2012! Armageddon!" programs on TV. In the face of the tragic event in Connecticutt, I found them comforting, in the way that watching harmless goofy people being goofy is a welcome change from the ugly things that leave us helpless and angry.
I'm taking the internet off entirely for a few days over Christmas, so I can connect with the things that comfort me: Bob, friends, and the countryside. And maybe the Yule Log channel.
Armageddon' outta here.