I complimented at least twenty-nine different wedgit towers, each one being significantly cooler than the last.
I laughed while denten wondered who in the world the people were in half of our Christmas cards.
I listened to Handel's Messiah.
I laid on the floor and played happy trains.
I went through our budget and moved what needed to be moved to be balanced and ready for next year.
I played Christmas songs at my piano while my children sang and danced around.
I had a nap.
I laid out lavish dreams about my future to my husband in various emails. He was quite agreeable.
I listened to little voices ask for a "cookie" about 78 times.
I wished that I had more toffee from Sara because, man, that stuff was good.
I played "this little piggy" about 57 times on the most darling little toes.
I had an incredibly intelligent discussion with Seneca regarding the logistics of wearing underwear. We'll see if it had any impact this weekend.
I loved that we had no where to rush off to today.