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Got back a little while ago from having "a cup of coffee" with Mb. "A cup of coffee" in our lexicon invariably means "Steak 'n' Shake"...fine by me, as that's the first meal "out" I've had since September. She needed to unwind---mostly Bozo related---so I shelved plans to watch Robert Wagner on NCIS in lieu of stepping up for my BFF.

Fortunately, I find it easy to make her laugh, so she was in better spirits by the time she dropped me off. After "coffee", she swung by Publix, because I needed to pick up a couple sale items while they're still on sale (and then I nearly left them in the car---go, blonde!) and one non-food purchase---something I very seldom do, due to the paucity of available cash---a piping bag, so I can do something festive with frosting on the brownies.

I've been planning the week ahead; I'd like to stay off the road as much as possible over the weekend, meaning on Thursday (when the new sales start), I'll go and a) turn in my hoard of cans for cash and b) hit Publix for sale items. I'll spend most of Saturday baking and decorating brownies. Sunday is church. On Monday, Christmas Eve, Mb and I are going to the food bank at OMG AM, then in the afternoon, I'll drop by J's with her gifts on my way to the C's party at 4.

The cash I'm getting from the cans is going to take me to see Django Unchained on Christmas Day. Period. I started squeeing about it when I first got a look at the cast list back in April, or thereabouts. There have been a lot of movies that I wanted to see this year that I missed out on, but not this one, damn it.

Mb and I will get together on the 26th or later to exchange gifts, and catching up with BigRed is going to depend on her visiting relatives. (I'll hold off on baking for her until I know when, exactly.) That's it as far as my plans go, well, that and posting a little something for Yuletide.

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Mmmm, brownies. *wants*

Yup, people are getting edible presents this year, because I simply don't have cash for any other kind.

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Hey, why not? Commercialism is overrated anyway.

A movie on Christmas sounds like a lovely way to spend the afternoon. *hugs*

Oh, I thought of you big time last night: I was watching a movie called "Uncorked," and Jim Beaver had a small role as a crane operator. It was from 1998, and except that he was clean-shaven, he looked pretty much like Bobby: flannel shirt, work pants, trucker cap. :D

BTW, I have officially survived Advent at God's own little wacky factory and am off work until Dec. 26 -- YAY!

*flails* Flannel!kink is working overtime....

Yay for surviving Advent---I thought you were on the hook til the Bishop came thru (almost typed the Bishon...hopefully he's not that bad!). Hope you have a terrific holiday.

It's a Tarrentino film, so "lovely" might not be *quite* the word for it, but I certainly do plan to have fun.

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This Bishop is an extremely nice man, unlike his predecessor, who we dreaded to see coming. Fortunately, Previous!Bish hated going to the hinterlands as much as we hated to see him, so he left what's usually a lifetime position and has gone back to torturing seminary students. And the people said, "Amen!" :D

No, I don't have to be there in person when the Bishop comes unless he happens to make a visit during my regular work-week. But I did have to get all the mountains of visitation paperwork done before 4 p.m yesterday, along with all the stuff for the Christmas Eve services and the December vestry meeting. The copier ran so continuously yesterday that I had to get an emergency delivery of toner to keep it going, and I folded nearly a thousand sheets of paper by hand. I came home from work, ate a cheese sandwich, took a shower and didn't move from the sofa until it was time to go to bed.

I folded nearly a thousand sheets of paper by hand.

Ouch! Here's hoping eggnog heals paper cuts and your tunnels don't carpel too badly!

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No paper cuts, but I went to bed with an Ace bandage wrapped around my left wrist. I was so tired that I fell asleep reading the Nook, and it slipped out of my hands and fell on my face.

We had to get up early to take Rocket to the vet (poor old boy is down with another skin infection -- the new vet suspects he might have lupus), but tomorrow I plan to sleep as late as the cats will let us. :D