These are the said pajamas I referred to yesterday. The ones that I wore to the Mexican eatery. See, they can pass as just regular clothes. I am into comfy bigtime now. That bright light I've got shining on me is the lightbox that Bill constructed for me seven years ago. Wow, seven years! Hard to believe that big sucker has made it through 10 moves and two countries. And without even having to change a lightbulb yet. Dang, now that I've said it, one of the bulbs will probably go out. I also look positively buggy, don't I? Well, remember, I just woke up. Eh, not that that makes any difference, really. Bill was amused by the fact that I have a built-in table and that I can perch a coffee mug on my stomach. Yeh, being fat does come in handy sometimes, :-). And there's Bill having his morning bowl of something and bacon on the side in a muffin. Wave at the camera, dear. He has to trudge off to work soon. I was out in the living room so the picture isn't as great as it could be. Bill was disappointed that there wasn't any frost overnight. He didn't get to see his new car cover in action. He'll get his chance in no time. Dusky looks like he's recovered from another near death experience. Having company over is traumatizing for him. He thinks it's living like usual when we come in the door but then, all of a sudden, he realizes that there is someone trailing in behind us. He goes into his OhShitOhDear (to quote The Coffeebean Goddess) panic mode and scoots for the basement door. Poor dear, he still hasn't recovered from his scary days as a hillside cat back in Jackson, Ohio. Not completely. Then, for several days after the company has left, he still doesn't trust what the door will bring in with us. He hears us and retreats to the hallway where the basement door is until he knows for sure who's all in the house. I didn't do much with the rest of the day except make a quick trek to the grocery store whereupon I found T-bone steaks on sale for a damn good price so we ate well tonight. My plan had been to put out some kind of Christmas decoration every day but, in my true style, I didn't do it today. We almost went to get a Christmas tree (yeh, already which will be quite early for us) but Bill decided that he'd rather look at them in the daylight. So, it sounds like tomorrow we may bring in the forest. It's strange. Once the tree gets here inside the house I step back and realize how odd it is to have a tree in the house. More and more in my later years I wonder what am I doing with this tree in my house. I never thought I'd feel indifferent to Christmas when I was younger but it has crept in. Ah, I played too much Sims tonight so I'm feeling apathetic about everything. Tomorrow is another day. To be refreshed. To have high spirits. To play Sims again. Nite all.