Last nite, I stayed home and wrote the countdown show while Corn hooked up with James (my sis Dawn's fellah) - who is in town to see the Habs tonight.
In between writing last night, I took a breather and called Dawn and we laughed on the phone for like, an hour. It was good. So - thanks, Dwan! I am not much of a phone talker (I talk at work - not much for talkin' when I get home) but now and then it's good to get your ya ya's out with someone who shares your stupidity genes.
Today, I have a ratdawg rolled up beside me and I think I can hopefully finish writing the show. I am making great headway, so it's possible! Later, me and Corn (once he pries his pedialyte-needing ass) from the couch will meet up with James. He drove from Timmins with a load o' Christmas gifts that I wasn't able to carry on the plane! It will be Christmas all over again. HEHEHE.
And I know there is chocolate in there. And that makes my bloated, pre-cotton pony self SOOOOO happy!!
Stay cozy. It's a cold one!