Time flies when you're having fun

A good day. A very good day. It's a US holiday that we federal workers get off. I bought the nicest coat today that makes me look stylin'. Even kattiya wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with me in this coat. (and I keep thinking about how she ended up in an elevator this week with Boyd Holbrook. And imagining how she managed not to say, "Oh, do you know I have a web site devoted to you?" She's so smooth.) Too bad it's gonna be 107 degrees in Las Vegas when we're at Lumos, or I'd show it off for you.

And when I got home from the mall (escaping the 24/7 Christmas carols), my darling husband had a dozen roses for me to celebrate the fact that today's the 30th anniversary of the day I took him home. Is there a delicate way to say that? We didn't make it official until 6 years later, but that's just a technicality. Let me just say that 30 years of practice makes one good at certain things. Not just what you're thinking, either.

I'm drinking English tea direct from Newcastle, and I am now going to beat my smutmas fic into submission.

ETA: Sony caves ... at least for now.