G'morning!
HEP!
Speaking as a world-class shopper (some might say shop-a-holic) even I am appalled by Black Friday antics. Shopping, like a good cocktail, is an art. And when done well, like a good cocktail, it can be several hours of relaxing bliss. Not this ridiculous display of frantic consumer greed that leaves one exhausted, tense and possibly maimed. To say nothing of broke.
J2 has taken today off and is busy on day 5 of T'day prep. Max has absolutely no idea what the hell is going on but sits and watches every move he's making, hoping against hope that even one little crumb will be for him. Poor dumb thing.
Finally, it is so wonderful having my sister, brother-in-law and niece here. (They're staying in a hotel, which helps.) We had a terrific time last night at you-know-where, and I just marvel at how lucky I am to have them as my immediate family.
I just wish they could still be here next week, too.
Cheyenne Jackson tickled me. AFTER ordering SoMMS a drink but NOT tickling him, and hanging out with Girly in his dressing room (where he DIDN'T tickle her) but BEFORE we got married. To others. And then he tweeted Boobs. He also tweeted he's good friends with some chick on "The Voice" who just happens to be good friends with Tink's ex. And I'm still married. Oh, and this just in: "Pettiness, spite, malice ....Such ugly emotions... So sad." - After Eight, talking about MEEEEEEEE!!! I'm so honored! :-)