i am pooped. tired. wiped. kaput. i just want to crawl into my bed, my friend the bed and curl up and go to sleep for ever and ever. what a busy day. what unsupportive shoes. i'm never wearing them to work again. ever. bruce thought they were slippers.

right after lunch tanya and i made sugar cookies with a man who likes to be called big al. but that's not his name. of course we iced them, and we made yellow, green, blue, purple and red icing. they were all pastel colours and so our christmas cookies looked like easter cookies, but what the hey. we had all these round ones and i had the idea that tanya, who had proven handy at the sprinkles (she made a garland of sprinkles to go on the christmas tree cookie) would put a sprinkle letter on each one to spell out christmas. it looked cool. by the end we were doing dumb things like giving the angel cookies big doomsday eyes and for the very last cookie i gave up the spreading knife and just smooshed it face down in the icing bowl and then proceeded to smoosh it into every bowl to and then plastered it with sprinkles. it looked quite gross and i was proud of it. i gave it to barb to eat. she came looking for a sugar fix, professing pms. i said "you can have a cookie but it has to be that one." she was agreeable to my offering.

i bought some groceries on the way in to work this morning and picked up some triple a batteries for the the two way radios that were donated to the thrift store. of course we snapped them up for ourselves. lisa and i had fun with the radios all day. my handle was curly girl and hers was mrs. vedder (she's deeply in love with eddie vedder).

it's my laundry day today and i don't wanna. i'm too tired. i'm sleepy. laundry = yuck.