(Was that the same title Tracy used recently?  If so, sorry, Tracy.)

I can’t wrap Christmas presents.  It always ends up looking like a 5 year old did it.  It’s a spatial thing.  I can’t gauge the amount of paper correctly, I always end up with way too much paper or way too little.  I have been shown how to do it several times, and yet, it comes out wrong 98% of the time.  It depresses me.  Why can’t we just declare wrapping paper “non eco friendly” or something and be done with it?

This is the first year I won’t be with extended family for Christmas.  I am sad yet excited.  It’s a strange feeling, but you’ve all felt it - just go with it.  I have no idea what I’ll be doing on Christmas Eve.  It’s always, always, been at my mom’s or aunt’s home.  What do I do?  If you live nearby, want to come over?

My daughter is competing in a school-wide spelling bee tomorrow, having won the one in her class.  I am very proud of her.  Spelling is important to me - don’t ask me why, it just IS. (Now I REALLY hope I don’t have any typos in this post.)

Tomorrow is also ”muffins with moms”, my appointment with the speech therapist, and the school band concert.  I will be at that school pretty much all day.  Oh well.  There are worse fates, I guess.

I am currently addicted to watching reruns of “Bones.”  The fact that it stars the actor who played Angel in Buffy has everything nothing to do with it - it’s purely coincidental.

I had a blood draw in Utah on Monday, and it was 18 degrees.  I thought I was going to die. I will never complain that 40 is cold again.  You know, until I do.

My hair is red now.  Nobody noticed.  I take it as a sign that I was always supposed to have red hair, and am fulfilling my true potential. (It’s also a sign that my hair gal is good.  It looks really natural.)

Happy randomness!  See you after Top Chef!