Go for the Grapefruit

RantWoman managed well over 5 hours of sleep in two spells with a break in the middle to pee, feed the cat, eat breakfast. RantWoman had the sense she could easily have slept longer except her schedule loomed.

Loomed on Christmas Eve? Yup.

Shopping. Santa will bestow dish towels for two people who WILL appreciate them.

A visit to someone who very recently got transferred to a nearby rehab.

A stop for spinach feta wrap and latte before 5 pm Church with Little Sister's flavor of Presbyterians who have a gorgeous pipe organm, a good organist and a pastor who does messages well. Not well enough for RantWoman to think she would last as a Presbyterian, but ...

RantWoman's stay up way too late dynamics last night included late supper after waiting for a custom delivery, white bean chili, corn chips at home, mint chip ice cream with rum in it to satisfy RantWoman's yearning for creamy beverage with alcohol in it. So tonight after church, RantWoman has been considering several snack options. So far RantWoman has managed to stick with the grapefruit. So far.

And RantWoman has been entertaining herself with Dr Seussian mental imagery of giant splashes of Orange, blue, green all over her hallway with Thing 1 and Thing 2 at the ready to clean up almost before anything gets splashed.

Merry Christmas all and to all a good night.

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