I made it, somehow.
I used to feed the cat canned food, but it was too much work and then he EXPECTS things of me, so I quit. I just leave dry food out 24/7. But I ran out about a week ago, and haven't gotten to the grocery store, so I've been feeding him canned food twice a day. Even though this is perfectly acceptable, and even though Henry's eating, he still apparently thinks that he's starving to death and keeps attacking my ankles hardcore. I have to remember to give his claws a trim tonight.
Oh and also I finally decorated my tree last night! Hooray! Christmas is NOT over, not in my house, baby! The tree does look a little silly, though, with the bottom third naked. Henry still managed to get a few ornaments off the tree. And remember how I was talking about my mom's tin icicles? Well I DO have a tube of them! They look so pretty. And it turns out that with my little tree, I only had to use a handful of balls. All my other ornaments were original and interesting; I had forgotten how many I have that were my ornaments on my parents' tree.
I stayed up til one last night making cookie dough. I love baking in the middle of the night! My only concern is that my hand beater is too noisy; but I could hear my downstairs neighbors' tv on until after I went to bed, so I'm sure it was fine. Man, I'm terrified of my downstairs neighbor. I have to drop off a bottle of wine tonight. I dearly hope she's not home when I do.
I want to be home and getting ready for this weekend! Man, and a whole 'nother hour until LUNCH! I'll never make it.