I like snow. I do not like snow here. Seriously, it snowed Friday and Saturday. Some neighborhoods (Hi TRgirl and Randy!) are still not plowed out.

If I had a plow, I go around to these neighborhoods and plow. And then take up donations. I think it would work.

PB had LASIK yesterday. (I didn’t take him; his roommate did.) Apparently when you take someone for LASIK, you can watch the procedure. I would have opted out. Eyes freak me out. (Seriously, it’s taken me this long in life to be able to put drops in my eyes.)

Oh, the snow totally messed up my Christmas shopping. Although, since my family isn’t celebrating until the 27th, I have a few extra days.

But I do have a two-page to do list for before Christmas. Yes, the eye twitch is back.
Last night I had my birthday dinner with TRgirl and Randy. They gave me a Nano, which I’ve been wanting for the gym. Now I can lift and listen to music!

Of course, right now I can only do legwork.

Jasper long ago decided that it is his job to protect the house from paper. This is why when you come over my house around Christmas time you find presents in the bathroom. And Jasper trying to open the bathroom door.

Have you seen the PSA on CBS suggesting that men get their wives/girlfriends pap smears for Christmas? Dear CBS and men: No. Just no.

And now for the Text message of the year* award: “Freshly showered trying to blow dry my boxers…”

*Yes, I realize there are still 9 days left this year. But really, that cannot be beaten. Let’s face facts.