I am so sick of clinical appointments. Okay, there, I've said it. That gets that out of my system.
(Sorry; I had two appointments today and one yesterday and two last week and two or three or something next week and ARGH.)
Moving on ...
I just picked up an extremely battered paperback copy of Stephanie Meyer's Twilight at the library -- I think my name was number one hundred-fifty-something on the waiting list. I wonder what I shall find upon reading it, having heard all the wonderful things I have?
I have also recently found myself whiling away the hours immersed in Meg Cabot's Princess Diaries novels. They're a lot of fun and a nice break from all the appointments (let's not go there again).
The weather is very cold here in Rhode Island. My breath has become very white and I need three quilts to get through the nights.
So really, I don't have much solid blogging material for now, but it's been a while and I felt I should blog anyway.