At Chitunga's request, I finally watched Avatar, and last night I indulged in Avatar 2: The Way of Water. Not sure why I missed out on the hype of the original, but it never appealed to me, but then I read something about a post-colonial critique and my interest increased. So, blankets up, pillows fluffed, and couch potato I became
I also had a wonderful lunch with the Volleyball coaches at Sophias at the Brickwalk. The muscles, potato, and leak appetizer and the bread were out of this world. Same is true for the baked cod I had. So much flavor. The service was questionable, parking horrible, but you can go wrong with their lunch specials and pricing.
I never got around to stringing all the lights around my house, part because of the exhaustion, but mostly because I needed to prioritize what got done and when.
Okay, Theraflu. Do your thing. I know Karal can't wait to have a romp in the new car. We'll know how we're feeling as soon as this coffee kicks in and then a decision will be made.
But heavenly joy on Earth is what I crave most and that is what the holiday is all about.
A snickerdoodle just kicked in. I'm hitting the road today.

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