September 4th, 2008

A Pocket Full of Murder

Jet Lag Day

I am home from the UK now but absolutely delirious off my rocker, despite having gone to bed at 9:30 p.m. (EST) last night and slept until 6:30 (EST) this morning. My body still seems to think that I was up until 2:30 a.m. last night and slept in until 11:30, and it DOES NOT WANT.

So I am taking today off, mostly. I have to get some Emergency Groceries to tide us over until next week, and I have Youngest Son to look after (and speaking of whom, the welcome I got from him last night after 10 days away was spectacular, I have to tell you, he lit up like a three-year-old roman candle and squealed "Mommmyyyyy!!!" as he flung himself around my ankles). But other than that, I am going to spend the rest of the day doing approximately nothing.

Also, my f-list exhausts me. I love you all, but I am currently at Skip=100 and have yet to get back as far as the end of August. So I will beg you all to indulge me, and say that if over the last ten days you have posted anything of Great Importance, Tremenjus Hilarity, Deep Philosophical Import, or to which a comment from me is Urgently Required, would you please put a link in the comments here? Thank you.